OK. My anger with God has come down a bit. Instead of hollering and cussing God and trying to listen to HerHim between my expressions of what should have been done.
Now in the quiet time, I try to write some music, think of a future with Heather? and get scared to the depth of my soul where a constant pulsing pain lives. I need help but don’t know or think clearly enough to find it. It is hard to listen to others. I just want to be held in a on going warm embrace. Don’t pity me because I am dumb and blind.


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Glynn, dear heart. no pity from me – just lots of love and prayers and one BIG virtual hug. Actually, two BIG virtual hugs – one for you and one for Heather.
Love to you both!
DEAR HEATHER AND GLYNN. RIGHT BY YOUR SIDES. NO WORDS CAN EASE THE PAIN, BUT EVERYONES LOVE AND SUPPORT, ESPECIALLY OUR LORD’S, WILL SEE YOU THROUGH. GOD BLESS. ABRAZOS. ADEKINA Y GUSTAVO
I recall embracing you the night of my engagement party and the sheer joy that we shared. You are strong. My love is always with you.