Wishing Well
DearAvie

Wishing Well

Dear Avie, Thank you for…

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Washing Away
Art

Washing Away

Dear Me, Water cleanses. Washing…

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Becoming
DearAvie

Becoming

Dear Me, What do you…

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Ten Years
DearAvie

Ten Years

Dear Me, You were twenty…

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When We Touch
DearAvie

When We Touch

Dear Future Lover, I feel…

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I Owe it All to You
DearAvie

I Owe it All to You

Dear Me, Dear God, Dear…

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Break The Silence

Dear Avie, Can we go back to the day that we had to say goodbye? I wish I could see your face one last time. I am lying in a bed of tears. I don’t want to drown. Hoping that I will be able to survive. I am not sure how to survive without you by my side. The past is tasting a bit bitter now. I am seeing life through a new lens. I…

Music Gave Us Wings

Dear Avie, One of your favorite songs came on the radio today. When you heard this song your eyes would lighten up even brighter. Always jamming out together especially when we were in the car. Singing and laughing out loud. You would place your hand over your mouth in sheer excitement. The pure joy on your face. The joy from life’s simplest of things. Music gave us wings. Xoxo- Mommy

Dying Days

Dear Avie, Your joy brought me joy. I was beginning to see the world through your innocent eyes. If only I could go back to seeing the beauty of this world instead of all the pain. When you were next to me I couldn’t feel any pain. Now that you are gone the pain stays. You are the ending to all the pain and misery. The resolution to all pain. I am just trying to…

Until We Meet Again

Dear Avie, While I laid in bed I cuddled up into your soft pink fuzzy blanket. I buried my nose into the soft fabric. Hoping to smell your sweet smell. Your scent still lingers on the material. I held it up close to my nose, as I breathed you in. I can picture you here lying next to me. Your head smells so sweet. I crave you. My craving will never be satisfied until we…

Day Time Fear

Dear Avie, I wake up hoping that you will be lying next to me. My side of the bed feels empty since you’ve been gone. When I wake I cry. You aren’t here by my side. Gone are my dreams that I used to dream. This space fills up my bed. Is it all in my head? The day time fear. I would do anything to make you real again. You brought out the best…