June 13, 2009

I feel the separation like flesh tearing.  My blood pours out in her tears, and my heart skips beats.  How can one so extraordinary be so ordinary out there?  The pains of her life are tears, ripped flesh and dripping tears in my own.  Darling daughter, may the world comfort you more, love you more, and soothe your soul more than I’ve ever dreamed.  Blessed be.

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