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22 November 2010

Life Without You

I thought about you today and every day since you've been gone. Some days are better than others, but your death I still mourn.  So much of me comes from you, so it's hard to let you go.  How you molded me into the woman I am; How you forced my relationship with God to grow. I think about your teachings and how you embedded self-respect within me.  And during the times I was on foolishness, you gave me the third degree.  You never let me settle, constantly reminding me of who I was. Always chestisizing, but sealing it with love. If I could see your smile again, to hear you laugh was such a treat.  I never thought too much about tomorrow, but I always thought you'd be here with me.  And my heart aches with sorrow as tears wet my face.  Because I've lost someone so invaluable, that nothing can replace.  I've experienced great pain but THIS is the hardest to bare.  Because while imagining my married life, I pictured you there.

So what am I to do, without having you in my life?  I learnt virtuosity from you, how to be a great wife.  My kids will never experience your hugs and kisses, the love that you give.  I'll continue to spread your legacy, but without you, this is one hard life to live.  I wish I could come to you for you to calm and quiet the storm. No matter what was going on, you always kept me safe from harm.  And I've matured so much as a person that now I understand. All the things you said about people, I finally comprehend. I know you're with me in spirit but it'd be really good to see you. I could use your wisdom on what I'm going through.  I hear your voice alot of times telling me to stay strong. And your motivation, pushing me to go on. I love you for who you are to me and the morals/values you instilled. You taught me God is love and that love is real. I cry for you because I'm human, but I know you're in a better place. And I pray I make it to heaven too, just to see your face. Life without you is difficult because people don't understand me like you do. And to give my mama a break, I could always come and talk to you.  So I'm missing you more than ever, it's a wake up call for me. But I thank God for blessing me with you, before setting you free. ♥


...::::In Loving Memory of MISSIONARY TRESSIE LEE HARRIS WEBB::::...
 

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