It’s not easy…
I’m finally becoming the woman you always knew I could be. I miss you more and more each day.
Darling, slow down before you go to fast
Savoring every moment making heaven last
Let’s drink champagne and make a toast
Speaking of greatness in the utmost
Make me drunk on your kisses so deep
Staying awake for hours – No need for sleep
We only get one chance to remember it right
So slow down and make it last all night
My hands holding baby Cole without a heartbeat
My hands swaying baby Emma, who’s in remission
My hands embracing baby Jaxon’s mom, fearing his diagnosis
My hands running baby Natalie’s lab with my eyes filled with tears
My hands fist pumping baby Dylan’s own tiny fists
My hands coloring with baby Noah, whose life will be short but sweet
My hands reprimand baby Jack’s dad for drinking and driving
My hands high-five Bailey’s hands for being accepted into Stanford
My hands, giving baby Carter immunizations to stay well
My hands praying baby Madison will stay awake as we run across the air bridge
My hands hitting the wall with anger because baby Madison passed on
My hands blowing kisses to baby Oliver, who says, “I lub you Cissy!”
My hands comfort baby Justice’s mom who was never granted it for herself
My hands holding Taylor’s mom’s hands after she took her life
My hands, wiping away my tears thinking of beautiful Taylor, who had it all
My hands bitten by baby Cruz who’s anxious about his lip being sutured up
My hands excited to hear about Sasha’s prom date – I used to call her baby Sasha too
My hands, humming with baby Axle’s head between my chin and chest
My hands, laughing at little Cash’s jokes he loves to tell
My hands coming unglued at baby Lilly’s dad because of her bruised little body
My hands couldn’t stop my mouth from screaming my despair at baby Lilly’s dad
My hands broken seeing baby Luca in a coffin He tried to swim, but couldn’t
My hands learning handshakes from little Reese’s hands – We met when he was 7 days old now he is 7 years old
My hands have helped little lives grow into beautiful souls
My hands have helped beautiful souls peacefully pass on from this world
No matter what my hands are holding it’s done with limitless LOVE ❤️
The song My Own Two Hands is an amazing song
Play with fire you’ll feel the burn
Touching, fixating, smitten with no concern
Leaving scars that won’t perfectly heal
Addicted to the aggressive, euphoria you feel
Melting, biting, frenzied feeling alive
Heavenly singe of ecstasy, but will you survive
Craving, begging, breathless to capture the flame
Experiencing the consequences of this lustful game
Slowly moving towards the exhilaration of the burn
Whether it is love, sex or fucking waiting for your turn
What I know…
I know you hear me..
I know you see me..
I know you smell me ..
I know you feel me..
I know you taste me..
I know you love me ❤️
I miss hearing that…
Drifting off intertwined and complete
Our hearts simultaneously start to beat
Protecting, praying our souls to keep
Embracing heavenly love as we sleep
Content, secure, dreaming in lucid bliss
Leaving early always placing a soft kiss
Waking, looking, wondering where you went
Suddenly remembering you are heaven sent
There is merely one person this is written for. The one person who made me feel complete in a hurricane. When everything was flying up and chaos was around. He made me feel completely stable and at rest. He sustains the gift to love completely and beautifully.
My sweet darling, thank you for teaching me what it feels to be loved entirely. I know the love you have for me is still as strong as the beginning. Being an adult means we have to think of others before we think of ourselves. I’ve grown up 20 years in this past year.
I know your dreams are coming true and new ones have started. I’m proud of all the things you’ve accomplished.
I’ve kept a few voice mails and replay them often. I laugh thinking how you always called me the crazy one with such beauty. I wish you could see all the beauty you carry. I could stare at you every minute of every day. More importantly I could listen to your words and you playing the piano. Those sounds are my bliss
Such…. A Gorgeous Face filled with Kindness…
You helped me say her name after years. I’ve said her name everyday since.
I love my precious, Presley ❤️
A year actually flies by…