Mourning the life I never had.
The strolls with my sweet daughter in the woods. The hiking in the mountains with my dear son.
The long walks on the beach with my beloved husband.
Bidding farewell to an image never existed.
The beautiful long wavy hair. The smooth and sun kissed skin with no scars. The lean and strong body which moves like a panther and bends like a snake.
Waving goodbye to the lifestyle never existed.
The exquisite wardrobe. The huge kitchen with a welcoming dinner table always ready to feed at least a dozen of kids. The fireside in the cozy living room offering warmth and belonging to the supportive and loving family around.
Saying goodbye to the dreams never dreamt and the hope never existed.
Sending the last kisses and hugs to the wishes never formed and the wants never known.
Not needing, not wanting, not breathing, not sensing, not living and not loving anymore ...
Emptiness - a hollow vessel remains only
