guilt

February 19, 2014 at 3:08 pm 11 comments

with a grip so tight

it twists and tortures the soul

letting go – cruel.

miss you

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11 Comments Add your own

  • 1. JDrum  |  February 19, 2014 at 9:58 pm

    I am sorry. Hugs.

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    • 2. words4jp  |  February 20, 2014 at 12:58 am

      Thanks for the hugs. 😉

      Reply
  • 3. Jonathan Caswell  |  February 19, 2014 at 11:00 pm

    No way around it…this hurts most. May the Lord comfort you in letting go, but remembering.

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    • 4. words4jp  |  February 20, 2014 at 12:55 am

      Thank you for your loving comment and for reblogging. This is a hard one to let go. I am not certain I ever will. xx

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      • 5. Jonathan Caswell  |  February 20, 2014 at 12:59 am

        You never do completely. But eventually (hopefully) you come to acceptance…with the occasional flare-up of disbelief…years later. We are with you in your struggle.

  • 6. Jonathan Caswell  |  February 19, 2014 at 11:01 pm

    Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
    WE GRIEVE TOO.

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  • 7. The Under the Weather Girl  |  February 20, 2014 at 3:30 pm

    Oh, how I feel for you. It was only after reading a piece called “Guilt on the Rampage” that I found a degree of reconciliation within. That isn’t to say I’m assuming the same for you. We are each unique and often alone with our innermost thoughts. I send you love and I wish you comfort and always, peace. Lx

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    • 8. words4jp  |  February 20, 2014 at 9:30 pm

      I am thinking I should read this piece. Was it a blog post or article?

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      • 9. The Under the Weather Girl  |  February 21, 2014 at 6:27 am

        An article. I’ll endeavour to find it for you just as soon as I can. Lx

  • 10. Dom DiFrancesco  |  February 20, 2014 at 8:46 pm

    How sad, I hope that someday his memory will be a comfort to you and that you won’t feel so much pain..

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    • 11. words4jp  |  February 20, 2014 at 9:25 pm

      Thanks. I struggle with the feelings of being responsible. I know on so many levels, but I cannot stop those feelings of why I could not see this or why did I do that….. I can bury them but they creep up and now they are really creeping.

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