A long road home

02/27/2026

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02/20/2026

02/10/2026

The daisy stands upright in warm light,
simple and unguarded.
It doesn’t demand attention,
yet it holds it.

I’m learning how memory changes.
How the sharp edges soften.
How stories begin to feel warmer,
less heavy.

I remember how you lived.
The way you showed up.
The marks you left
without trying.

Your life speaks louder than absence now.
It echoes through shared laughter,
through habits I still recognize,
through love that remains active.

Forgetting isn’t the goal.
Honoring is.
Letting memory breathe
without only pain attached.

I carry your life forward in this way.
Not frozen in loss,
but grounded in gratitude
for what was given.

— Missing You Always

02/10/2026

The white rose stands quietly,
soft against a pale background.
Nothing competes with it.
Nothing distracts.

Missing you brings gratitude alongside ache.
Not at the same time,
but close enough to coexist,
like overlapping light.

I realize how much was given.
Moments I once thought ordinary
now feel carefully placed,
intentional.

Your love didn’t rush through my life.
It stayed.
It shaped how I understand care,
how I recognize kindness.

Luck feels gentler now.
Less about chance,
more about having known you
at all.

I miss you, yes.
And I’m thankful, too.
Both truths live together,
quietly.

— Missing You Always

02/10/2026

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02/09/2026

Yes

The figure sits where water meets shore,
curled inward, listening.
The world blurs softly,
as if respecting the moment.

I know this posture.
The way the body holds itself
when words would be too much
and silence feels safer.

Thoughts arrive uninvited.
Simple ones.
Your name.
A familiar sound.

I don’t push them away.
I let them pass through
like waves that know
when to recede.

This is not weakness.
It’s connection remembering itself.
Proof that love
left a deep impression.

— The Love I Lost

02/09/2026

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