November 24, 2011

Empty

I pack my trunk, embrace my friends, embark on the sea, and at last wake up in Naples, and there beside me is the Stern Fact, the Sad Self, unrelenting, identical, that I fled from. ~Emerson

Another Thanksgiving holiday without you Nick. I have no words to say that haven't been said on these pages before.

My sad self remains....I cannot flee from this pain. There is no where to hide it, no where to put it.
I miss you so much. Nothing is the same since you have gone away Nick. Please come back home. I love you more than a wagon full of puppies. Mom

2 comments:

mary said...

Dear Diane,

I thought of you yesterday. Again I wish there was something I could say or do. I am praying you can find a little peace.

Love,
Mary E

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