Dear GB

The two year mark passed without a lot of fanfare. I wished there was more. I hoped someone would remember, understand. I guess I needed someone to remember how hard that day was, how difficult it was to continue to exist in a world where you don't.

I visited StBs. I was wishing I was wrong, and you'd be there after Mass to shake my hand. I waited for you.

Happy Thanksgiving GB. I am thankful for you and the time we had together.

Please let me know you are still with me. I need that.

I love you.

~Your daughter, Claire

Dear GB

Hi there. It has been a long time since I've said "hi". I still think about you often.



What do I do about next Tuesday? I want to go, I want to be part of that all. However, I feel like I should put that part of life behind me. I wish K. would truly be interested in knowing my thoughts.



I feel it has taken me a long time to accept my talent, believe in my talent and be proud of it. I want to use my talent now! I don't want to waste it. I feel that time spent at activities ignoring my talents are wasteful.

I began writing this post yesterday, and today I find myself, knocked back down, questioning my talent, my purpose. I wish you were here to help me sort my life out. To pick up the pieces of my life that are being slowly chipped away.

Miss you GB. I love you.

~Your daughter, Claire

Dear GB

Still dreaming about you. Still missing you. Still loving you. Still confused.

I love you.

~Your daughter, Claire

Dear GB

I am missing you and all of our relationship.

I love you.

~Your daughter, Claire.

Dear GB

I have this recurring image in my mind of you holding my hand. I can almost feel the warmth of your hands against mine. If I close my eyes and stay still long enough, that feeling of total security almost touches my heart.

I felt whole when you were with me. You were the connection between my head and my heart. I miss the feeling of peace I had when you were near. You exuded peace. You were gentle, calm and caring. I felt safe. Secure. Loved.

I miss that. I miss you.

If only...

I love you.
~Your daughter, Claire.

Dear GB

I just want to sit with you. I want you to care for awhile. I'm tired of caring. I want to rest in your hands...

I love you.

~Your daughter, Claire

Dear GB

Just stopping by to say "hello". Missing you today, like always.

I love you.

~Your daughter, Claire