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Tuesday, December 09, 2014
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It's like unrequited love, in a way, isn't it? You are still loving her, but ... she can't forgive. Although the love must be there, underneath it all.
ReplyDeleteI am posting a link to a song and video about love that lasts long but is unseen, unknown:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DjDi_plwi5A
It's Joni Mitchell's Two Grey Rooms.
May she find peace, and you acceptance! Hugs, dear friend!
ReplyDeleteKate:
ReplyDeleteI love Joni, always have. Thank you for that.
XO
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GM:
ReplyDeleteI light candles for her all the time. And for me.
XO
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I join Grannymar in wishing her peace and you, acceptance. It would be a mighty struggle to find that acceptance, I imagine.
ReplyDeleteI don't know how this came to be, but I can only imagine how painful it must be. I am at odds with one of my sons sometimes, but at least I know where he is and I can talk to him, even if he gets very impatient with me at times. I know I would feel completely bereft if he were just ... missing.
ReplyDeleteI hope one day this will resolve itself and she'll come back to you.