Sometimes when he or she is not looking back, I look at someone I love, and I keep on gazing at him or her, and just try to be aware of my feelings...I gulp and I choke and have to catch my breath, then look away otherwise I will cry because I am so happy. The intensity rattles me. Sometimes I just look at a photograph then close my eyes. I hear their voices. They are so near. I keep on remembering and recalling. I cannot help it and sometimes ask why things happen. I can hear my agonizing scream in the midst of silence. There are some things that affect me profoundly. I am madly in love and love those I love. It does not matter that some of them are no longer here. I love them just the same. My saving grace is that there are not very many people I truly love. I would not know how to handle it. I cannot be a liar and a hypocrite and say that I love many people. I don't. In fact, I abhor so many, but I also like many. I would never trust those who say they love everybody. One loves humanity but not every person. The people I love know I love them.
I miss my sister.
It's good to be madly in love.
ReplyDeletePassion is everything ! ! !
Thank you, Rick.
DeleteThat passion, that love, is "all over" in your work, drawings, Prose, and "other". WTH is 'other"? WTH do I know? I DO know you--in one quick lesson--taught me WTH instead of WTF--such a course, rude, expression.
ReplyDeleteThank you!
I also believe there are differing degrees of love...but then, WTH do I know?
Love and PEACE!, Ces.
Is OK if you do not trust me...--grin!
Yes, I know you love everybody. I think you do. Why?!!?? I don't know.
DeleteJust love. Great big love for you. I know you must miss your sister unbearably at times. But these are the times we must stand in our faith. Oh, sure, it's pretty easy to do out in nature, singing praise songs, but when it comes to human loss, our foundations shake. I do not believe that there is any depth of faith that could ever stop the longing. Proof of our humanity. But still, big love to you. **kisskiss** Deb
ReplyDeleteLove to you too Deb. Tsup!
Deleteyes, of course you miss her.
ReplyDeletei can feel it in my heart, your feelings run deep.
it takes me a long time before i call someone my friend, so i understand what you are sharing. it takes a long time to get to know people.
i love seeing your hand, pen and art...
sending light and hug on a breeze
Tammie, thank you. It's okay. Tsup!
Delete*Tsup*
ReplyDeleteTsup!
DeleteBeautiful. The photo and the words.
ReplyDeleteJe comprends ce que tu ressens ma petite Ces... Laisse le temps passer doucement, ta douleur profonde sera moins violente... Je te tends mes bras, et dieu sait comme ils deviennent longs!, pour te serrer fort et te dire que nous t'aimons tous.
ReplyDeleteGros bisous
This is sweet and tender. I miss my sister too. :(
ReplyDeleteAh, Ces, your passion shines through every single thing you do. As to your comment about nerves, I think these traits may well be related-- intensity of caring-- some would say too much, but I beg to differ.
ReplyDeleteYour ability to be calm & efficient in a true crisis is yet another testament to your heart's instinctive wisdom. Right now your heart knows it needs to grieve... of course when you love so much, the pain of loss is harder. But that is the price of such a deep connection. Just know how many of us are sharing your sorrow & wishing you comfort. If only every one of us could take even a tiny piece of the pain away from you... *hugs*