It is easy to think you'll always have time to say something later, or do something for someone another day. But one day no more chances will remain to say the words you want to say. The words went unspoken and will stay that way.
A journal of how I feel about losing my Sister Erica and other loved ones in my life. The grief and feelings I never knew exsisted, until now.
Monday, May 30, 2011
Words Went Unspoken
It is easy to think you'll always have time to say something later, or do something for someone another day. But one day no more chances will remain to say the words you want to say. The words went unspoken and will stay that way.
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I daily think of things I wish had been said, and constantly think of things we will miss now, tomorrow, and in the future.
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