I had a good cry today. I don't know why. A feeling of nostalgia came over me as I looked through an old photo album. I cried for that young woman whose eyes are a mirror of my own. For the grandmother who died so early her granddaughter would never really know her. For the grandfather, who was a little girls big teddy bear. For the brother, we look like friends in the pictures. Now, we cannot stand one another. Perhaps those smiles and hugs on camera were an illusion. I hope not, though I confess I do not know myself. To the animals lost. I hope where ever they are, they know I love them still. To the happy couple, so in love and full of life. Still in love, but the passion fades into something more stable, not as intense, but perhaps with work, everlasting. To the dreams long forgotten, and the ones not yet dreamt. To the baby I once gazed down into her eyes as she fed from my breast. Now so big and thriving, yet still my little girl. A good cry for all that was, and all that will be.
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OMG Im crying with you. Ive been so nostalgic and weepy sense the turn of seasons this year and Im not sure why...........your story is so much like my own its scary.
- mistynights234
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