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

Dear GB

I feel something deep within. I think it maybe a flutter of hope. What is this feeling? It has been so far removed from my heart for so long. I think I like it, I think I may trust it. I wish you were here so I could share it with you.

I hope you'll guide me on this one. I once swore off youth ministry because I lost you. But I miss it and everything that goes with it. Perhaps this is your way in telling me that is where I belong?
It won't be the same without you. But, if I truly believe what I'm teaching, I'll believe that you are still with me, ministering all the way. Bringing kids to Happiness, Healthiness and Holiness.

Can we talk on Monday? I want to stop by and visit you. I'll leave the card there for you. I hope you get it.

I love you GB. I miss you always.
...Like a handprint on my heart...

~Your daughter, Claire.

Dear GB

Happy Father's Day.

I bought you a card. It wasn't until I walked out of the store did I realize that I can't send it to you.

I really needed you today.

I really need you now.

I will really need you tomorrow.

I miss you. I love you.
Thank you for being my "father".

~Your daughter, Claire.

Dear GB

I feel defeated. Lost.
It is like everything I do is smashed. My hopes gone. My good days fleeting. Why? When does it end? How does it end?
I just want to know that I'm loved. I need to be reminded that I am good.
Why can't I be happy, healthy and holy? What is standing in my way?

God, I miss you.

I love you, GB.

~Your daughter, Claire

Dear GB

I feel so defeated. For what am I working hard? What is it getting me? Why do I want to continue working hard if it isn't going to make any difference? No wonder I don't have any hope, it is stolen from me before it can ever grow.

I miss you so much. I want to melt into your arms and let your heart beat for mine for awhile. I want to let you hold onto my worry for a few hours. I want to just be with you. To breathe deeply and listen. I want to rest my head on our shoulder and my soul in your hands.

I want to be with you. I don't want to continue living without you.

I love you GB. I wish you were here with me.

~Your daughter, Claire.