but that is nothing new,
I thought about you yesterday
and days before that too.
I think of you in silence
I often speak your name,
All I have are memories
and your picture in a frame.
Your memory is my keepsake
with which I'll never part
God has you in his keeping,
I have you in my heart.
~ unknown
I know people think I'm strong, they tell me that all the time and while I appreciate that observation, I am not. I am a woman who suffers with the immense pain of losing one of her precious children. I am surviving yes, so I guess that gives the appearance of me being strong, but most of the time, I feel everything BUT strong.
That is why all of my yesterdays were hard.