Today I woke up with a heavy heart. I've not had a dream of Ron since my last birthday. It's almost a year now. Last night he came into my dream...gave me a big hug and spoke to me. I'm thinking why now...after almost a year. What do you want me to know?
Sadly, with the memory I have, I can't recall my conversation with him but I can remember his tight hug and what it felt like. The look on his gorgeous face and his cheeky smile as he looked at me.
This morning I couldn't help myself and I browse through Ron's sisters' photos and came across the latest adorable shots of his niece and his godson. Can't believe they have grown so much and Ron has not been a part of their lives since his passing.
I haven't cried so long for you, Ron. Today I cried. I'm thinking it must be so hard for them for not having you in their lives. Life passes without you in it.
Let me pretend that I never lost you, that I don't long for your touch. I will forever keep you in the pocket of my mind, in the depths of my soul. But I'm begging you for my sanity...
Teach me; let me, let go.
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