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More roses and wonderful comments--I love you all! And thanks.

posted by Julia. on October 29, 2004 at 1:11 PM | link to this | reply

Very expressive.

posted by Kay-Ren on October 29, 2004 at 8:57 AM | link to this | reply

Quirky,

I wish I knew what to say, besides: Beautiful

posted by canine277 on October 29, 2004 at 8:45 AM | link to this | reply

Powerfully sad. Well expressed Quirky.

posted by Katray2 on October 29, 2004 at 8:13 AM | link to this | reply

Death maybe the birth of the soul

in another dimension.

Just a consolation.

Ann

posted by A-and-B on October 29, 2004 at 2:04 AM | link to this | reply

Thank you everyone.

Your words, roses and thoughtful comments mean a lot to me. Thank you.

posted by Julia. on October 28, 2004 at 10:28 PM | link to this | reply

Beautiful Quirky....beautiful

posted by A_Norseman on October 28, 2004 at 6:35 PM | link to this | reply

I couldn't help but think of Daddy when I read this.

I don't have any brothers or sisters. I haven't had any children yet. But I have lost my favorite cousin, my favorite uncle, and my father. I've also nearly lost my best friend.

The pain hurts like hell when we lose those we love, and we are afraid to allow ourselves ever to love again for fear of that pain.

I've been on both sides. I've pushed away all people who tried to get close to me (be it platonically or romantically) because I was terrified of getting hurt. As soon as I started feeling the tiniest bit of vulnerability, I'd put up a wall they couldn't possibly break through. I did this for years and years. And through all those years I was miserable.

Then I took a chance and allowed myself to fall in love. At the same time, I allowed myself to open up more to my best friend. The romance didn't last, and yes, I was heartbroken over the loss of that love, but I learned that loving someone so much was worth it. My best friend and I are closer today than we've ever been. We both have found it within ourselves to tell each other how much we mean to one another. I'm glad I took that risk.

Losing my dad last month was by far the hardest thing I've ever had to go through. It put me back into the state of mind that I'd never let myself get close to anyone again. But you know what? Losing him made me realize just how many people loved him and, as a result, loved me. It also brought people back into my life whom I haven't seen or talked to in years.

I'm not saying that these people could ever replace my dad--there's no way in hell that'd ever happen. I've just learned to see things in a bit of a different perspective.

That, plus the sign my dad sent me to let me know he's here with me have helped me to ease my pain somewhat.

Don't be afraid to love again, Quirky. I don't want you to go through the years of hell I went through when I refused to love.

posted by Jemmie211 on October 28, 2004 at 4:40 PM | link to this | reply

Quirkyalone

It is difficult to assume we know anything when life arranges itself as it does. You have helped me so much since I came to blogit. I was green as a gourd and I am still green as grass but you reached out a helping hand. Today you have written the most beautiful poem that must be why I came here. I lost two sons, the only two I had. I sure needed someone else to tell me 'Yes it hurts like hell', but I keep on keeping on. You keep writing such beautiful beautiful peotry and being your beautiful beautiful self. God bless you. Justsouno

posted by Justi on October 28, 2004 at 3:06 PM | link to this | reply

Dark, sad poem Quirky

you really touched my heart with this.

posted by MerryAnne on October 28, 2004 at 2:53 PM | link to this | reply

Quirky -

posted by Hollee on October 28, 2004 at 1:01 PM | link to this | reply

Rhetorical

I'm sure that last question is supposed to be rhetorical, but my answer is I doubt it.

Since life doesn't seem to afford anyone any breaks besides those people in yacht clubs sipping on gin and tonic, I don't have much reason to suppose death does either.

Inescapable torment seems to be the status quo. I typically have myself a stiff drink, or pill cocktail and wait for some break in the cloud cover.

posted by qwertyui on October 28, 2004 at 12:29 PM | link to this | reply

Quirky - A sad, sad poem.

I understand because I have lost a son. I understand because I have lost a brother. Perhaps circumstances were not alike but the pain is the same. I do know that one cannot rip out pain and be rid of it. The answer is to embrace the pain. What does that mean, embrace the pain? A good poem to read is found at http://www.prismofwhispers.com/embracing.html I empathize with you and wish I could take away your pain.

posted by TAPS. on October 28, 2004 at 12:09 PM | link to this | reply

Quirky!!! You have managed to reduce me to a wailing mess now!!! What a sad moving poem! Beautiful im sorry for all your pain