Don’t grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.
-Rumi
I dreamed of you on the day you left. You were wearing a fancy red dress with bright lipstick to match. A shiny black patent leather handbag dangled in the crook of your arm. Your hair in pin curls. So beautiful.
Curiously I asked, “Where are you going abuela?”
“I have to go mijita, I’m late. Besitos,” was your reply.
One last kiss on the cheek, one last hug. Your rose scented perfume trailed behind as you engaged the deadbolt from the other side of the door. I stood there alone looking out your front window confused and wondered where you were going in such a fever. Your high heels swiftly click clacked across the street. No looking back. Eyes fixed straight ahead. Excitement and happiness buzzed all around you. I cried softly in my sleep knowing when I awoke you would be gone.
I miss you so much but I’m so glad you stopped to say goodbye.
Love,
Sandra
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Beautiful…
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Thanks Suzie! Her birthday is coming up. I think of her often but especially this time of year.
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Show don’t tell. You nailed it here beautifully. I could smell the roses and feel your pain♥
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So kind of you to say! Thank you so much for stopping by and pausing to comment.
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A very moving tribute. A lovely quote too.
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Thank you Alex. I appreciate you stopping by and saying hello.
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Bueno. Muy bueno, para todo el mundo, Sandra.
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iMuchas gracias amigo!
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Oh dear, I cried when I read this. It’s beautiful and love the picture!
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Thank you sweet friend! This really was a dream I had when she passed. It made me sad but now I see it as a gift. How often do we get the chance to say goodbye?
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Very moving. I love your quote as well. 😦
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Thank you so much! I appreciate you stopping by and commenting!
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How sweet!
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Thank you!
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