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So much I want to share about my life with my wife, My Joyselyn. Hard to find words that convey the many feeling

shared between us. I am sure what I have recalled and put into words may and most likely never get read. No storyline
here to hold anyone’s interest, just day-to-day heartstrings being pulled and recorded. More of me trying to keep her

love alive in this old heart of mine. Memories never want to forget. My Joyselyn tried to tell me I was having moments
of forgetfulness, and sitting here, I now recognize how true. At this moment, I try to recall so many things of our past

and past that they seem to be. My heart cries out, wanting to remember. It knows they are there, deep within my

veins. I would much rather hold onto my memory and share the grief than lose those forgotten times.

Sept. 23, 2020

It feels so much like my tongue has been cursed. My mouth was sealed from using words like darling, baby, sweetheart,

honey, phrases like I am so In Love with You, and of course, calling out my Joyselyn’s name, missing so much to hear

her response back to me. What a language lost, the language of love with no ears to hear or a heart to warm.

Sept. 25, 2020

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