Thursday, May 29, 2008

Dear GB

Happy Anniversary.

I believe in the sun
even when it isn't shining.
I believe in love
even when I am alone.
I believe in God
even when he is silent.

I believe in you always.

~Your Daughter, Claire.

Sunday, May 25, 2008

Dear GB

I feel so lost. I don't know where I am going in this world. I can see doors slamming shut in my face, but I can't seem to find any windows opening. I want someone to help me find my way. I want someone to care enough about me to help me.

Where do I go? To whom can I say, "I need your heart". I don't need someone to solve my problems, just someone to help, someone to care, someone to remind me of the things I tend to forget.

What would you say? What would you tell me?

I miss you GB. I love you.

~Your daughter, Claire

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Dear GB

Could things get any worse? Just once I want life to go MY way. I want to have victory, a win. Why doesn't anything ever go my way. Every day I feel like "what else can happen"? What else will come along and knock me down today?

I'm tired GB. I worn out from this journey of life. I feel so alone in my struggles. Where is someone who will share the load with me?

I miss you. Work some magic up there for me. Okay?

~ Your daughter, Claire

Sunday, May 11, 2008

Dear GB

If you were here I'd tell you that I am not confident of myself or of my future. I'd tell you that I'm worried about the future. I'd tell you that I'm not sure of God and faith. I'd tell you all the stupid things that have been happening. I'd ask you for your advice about the future. I'd ask you to remind me that I'm a good person, with a good heart. I'd ask you to tell me once again that you love me and God loves me.

If you were here, I wouldn't hurt so much.

I miss you GB.

~ Your Daughter, Claire

Sunday, May 4, 2008

Dear GB

I'm missing you today. I want to break open. I remember your lesson of breaking down to break through. I am waiting to break down.

I am tired of life; stressed out and unsure. The only thing that I can see clearly is the desire and the need to be with you. I want to talk to you. To hear your voice and revel in your words.
I wish you were still here with me. I miss you.

I love you, GB. Now and forever.

~your daughter, Claire