Sunday Night
Hiya friends. How are you doing? I hope things are well. I'm having a rough weekend. Friday night at work at Sears, I was down and out. Luckily there were extra cashiers. I volunteered to help fold dress shirts in the mens' department. I could go at my own pace and not have to be in a good mood. Saturday I just went to sleep early because I was sad. Today I slept in late. I just moped in bed until about 2pm. I feel so lonely without my Maggie. It's only 8:30, and I'm back in bed again. I don't feel good, but's it's my own fault. I indulged in a piece of chocolate cake at BW3's. It made a return appearance at both ends. Then I felt shaky and dizzy, and broke out in a sweat. Not a good thing. So I'm just waiting it out. This too shall pass.
Hang in there and be tough. I KNOW YOU CAN DO THIS!
Huge hugs,
Tracy
Ayreka
Honey, Maggie would not want you to be sad. She'd want you to remember the fun times with a smile on your face. Eventually you'll be able to do that and know that you will see Maggie and Lucy again someday.
When you feel sad, come here and talk to us rather than turning to food.
We all love you.
Huge soft hugs....
Hugz Dawn
I MY RNY!!!
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I know you sometimes feel like you have no reason to get out of bed, but remember that even though you don't have Maggie with you right now, you do have two wonderful men that need you very much. Mike and Mikey need their wife and mother and Maggie is never really very far away.
I wrote a poem when my grandmother passed away and I think the final verses are appropriate for you. I hope they bring you comfort:
You Held My Hand
You held my hand when I was young,
I held your hand when your days were done,
And in between, through all the years,
We shared the joys and the tears
We gathered ‘round the Christmas tree,
Shared birthday cakes, and Halloween,
However far, however near,
I held you in my heart so dear,
Now you’re through that final door,
Into God’s hands forever more,
But not so very far, you see
You’re in my heart and memory.
By Cindy L. Perry