judith,
i woke up dreaming about you. you know what? the weight i felt was gone a little.
it's already your 40th day and i dreamt of you.
you were so happy and you asked where the gravy was for the roasted pig.
you love those, don't you?
and i know that inside me you were always whispering "it's not your fault" but the problem is, i wasn't listening to you.
i smiled. for the first time in weeks, i smiled.
sure, there was still a twinge of pain and i know i can't remove that but i know that you are always there, whispering those words but the problem is, i was just covering it by blaming myself.
and i know just like me, you will be happy if i'm happy.
despite your absence.
despite the fact that you will never see me again. or maybe, i will never see you again.
even though i can feel your presence beside me.
lovingly yours,
tori
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Judith [small caps intended]
Non-Fiction"no, i can't smile," i said . "why?" my mom asked. "because she's dead and it's all my fault." [BASED ON A TRUE STORY] [Spiritual #937] 1/25/14 [Spiritual #933] 1/26/14 Judith on Goodreads : https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/22397633-judith