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Could be many things, but sounds like you are a bit depressed, hey? But it also sounds normal when you miss someone you love...
Just keep the goal in mind and look forward to your future with anticipation, and hopefully, you will be able to get that chin up again, hey??????????
bonnie
Just keep the goal in mind and look forward to your future with anticipation, and hopefully, you will be able to get that chin up again, hey??????????
bonnie
I have been trying to do that. One goal at a time. Trying to think that marriage will get us together, even if for just a couple of weeks. Sometimes I get silly moods.. thank you Bonnie.
"It seems I just heard you say, "...missing you changes my whole day.." and I understood you so clearly...because, missing you changes my whole day as well...and not just my day...missing you changes me! The missing fades my smile and makes me frown..'.missing' washes away my joy and leaves only sadness in it's wake. I don't like missing you...come home, my darling...I've learned my lesson...you've taught me well what life without you is like...it hurts."
. . .Believe me, it's the "missing her" that has you feeling so empty . . . I wrote this when I felt adrift in a sea of 'missing him' . . . it's as tho' I, myself was missing and that's what's going on with you . . because you and she are one, when she is missing so are you . . .
. . .Believe me, it's the "missing her" that has you feeling so empty . . . I wrote this when I felt adrift in a sea of 'missing him' . . . it's as tho' I, myself was missing and that's what's going on with you . . because you and she are one, when she is missing so are you . . .
God. I would never be able to put that into words. I could spend the whole night writing about it, but I would fail to write what I really meant. This describes best what I am feeling:
because you and she are one, when she is missing so are you.
Thank you.
because you and she are one, when she is missing so are you.
Thank you.
. . . I opened up this window and then I paused . . . contemplating my response . . . wanting, in some way, to help you feel how welcomed you are to whatever I have that is of service to you . . .your chosen profession tells me you have a loving, compassionate and sensitive heart . . . what's occurring between us is that you feel me . . . it's my heart that you feel . . . my spirit . . . I can't be separated from my words . . . how could I be . . .it's ok, that's what I'm here for . . . to serve you . . . use me . . .use me up . . .I commit to being yours for as long as you need me . . .I have an inner source from which I am continually renewed, replenished . . .
I don't want to drain you.
Your gift is wonderful, but you're nobodies servant.
Using you up is such a tempting thought, but then your words wouldn't taste as good as freedom does.
Would they?
I will be coming back to you. Whenever I am thirsty, I will think of you.
Thank you. I feel welcomed.
Your gift is wonderful, but you're nobodies servant.
Using you up is such a tempting thought, but then your words wouldn't taste as good as freedom does.
Would they?
I will be coming back to you. Whenever I am thirsty, I will think of you.
Thank you. I feel welcomed.
. . . but I am . . . I have a servant's heart! And so do you . . . isn't that the impetus behind your choice to be a nurse . . . if you're doing it from your heart then you have a servant's heart, don't you . . . it's not fair to your patients if you're just doing it for the money! (I hope that's not the case)
You know better than that.
You could be my servant, but for that, I should be worthy of your dedication.
(Well.. how ironic.. I actually need your words here, as I cannot quite put my feelings into text..)
A servant should always get its reward.
When I help my patients, I am instantly being rewarded by their well-being, sometimes by their smiles and words.
But what could I give you? Where do I have a reward suitable to such dedication? Only my wonder..
You know better than that.
You could be my servant, but for that, I should be worthy of your dedication.
(Well.. how ironic.. I actually need your words here, as I cannot quite put my feelings into text..)
A servant should always get its reward.
When I help my patients, I am instantly being rewarded by their well-being, sometimes by their smiles and words.
But what could I give you? Where do I have a reward suitable to such dedication? Only my wonder..
. . . and it's the same for any true servant's heart . . . not only is the reward in witnessing the immediate effects of unconditional love and care . . . but in the actual giving. For me, giving has always been more fulfilling, more satisfying than receiving . . . everything about you lets me know that you understand that . . . that possibly it's the same with you . . .
I will have to agree. But.. what can we do when we have two dedicated servants? Do they take turns?
Aw... I agree with the two ladies who have commented. Say a prayer.. 
Good luck!
I'm trying.. I'm trying.
Trying to avoid thinking about it..
Thanks
Trying to avoid thinking about it..
Thanks
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