Last Updated August 30th, 2010 My B-day and Cremation of Wife...
Debbie Sutor is my wife. She Died August 28th, 2010. I will miss her very much.
Last Updated August 30th, 2010 My B-day and Cremation of Wife...Debbie Sutor is my wife. She Died August 28th, 2010. I will miss her very much. |
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I return to places… Even though time does not stand still, I find ways back to happy memories. A before time` that I enjoy in the present. I can open up lost tapes and look through photo albums of times I once lived; it is such a joy to remember who I was and look at that person with the knowledge of today. I had stood in the chasm of instant insanity. Therefore, do not scold me for my unforgiving spirit. I had to live through that experience all on my own. How does one pull out~ too remember what reality is? It seems that the mind can play tricks on its master. If you have a mind like mine, I know you can relate to the crazy thought processes it carries. The mind at times’ thinks it can traverse time and space, yet mythology factualizes this fact. I think we feel those who are close to us. Whether we are angry and can not talk, or playful and laughing over stupid stuff, we feel our soul’s desire, and it reaches across the vastness of life. It is at times like this that I have hope of future meetings. I think no matter what you and the one you love go through, you will always find eachother in the future. Call it a celestial karma! We are pulled to certain people and feel a stronger attraction to the way they make us feel. It is a feeling they feel for us as well. Atleast that is what I like to hope. I must spend more time thinking of others and make a balance attempt: too talk to my family and my friends on a regular basis. Taking the time to care about the ones who are my comrades is a great and wonderful thing to do! It is one of life’s greatest gifts!! You can think of the one you love and feel their intensity and passion, and how it calls to you like the mermaids of the sea. Enraptured and blinded by reason, we fall deeply and woefully into a tragic relation… One that is filled with much misery and deep convictions of “I miss you” It is the hardest time when you think strongly on the one you love, and the one you love` you can not work things out. Be it circumstance, cultural, or fatality, when we lose the connection of love, it rips our heart out like a bastardized child! Screaming and kicking not to be born into this new reality, we find ourselves without them anymore. Oh the agony! How I miss the touches, the understanding, and the loyalty. How does one find ways to get beyond this you might ask? It is not easy as many have gone crazy or suicidal. You must look to yourself and find a way to remember who you were before them and pick up that life as it would have gone had they never come into your life. This does not mean you throw away what has been shared; you take the time to give thoughts to them on a daily bases and find new experience as change is a continual fact of living. I find a tape by Kim Whilde and let the music return me to a former self’ with more mileage on the odometer. We are attracted to those who get us, and even in words we understand how to remember all those places we once passed through…
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