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Growing old, memories that fade, and a heart growing hungry for their return. Life holds little interest for me. Not life
as I remembered it to be so lovely new, and fresh every day when my Joyselyn was here to share. I look so deeply into

her Photograph’s eyes, looking for that spark only seen with my imagination. The bite inside that bleeds without
surrender has left me dry. Bones that ache to be held and touched by her just once more. I breathe, but I do not know
what for or why. If I am to live in wait, how do I honor my second element, my Joyselyn? I search for answers and yet

have found none. The only thing I know to do is share my pain with a strange audience. Hoping to share just how
wonderful a woman my Joyselyn has been to me and how she has touched so many lives. A prayer warrior, a true child,

and a friend of Adonai. Miss her words of wisdom, truth, her whispering love to me. Miss the song in my heart she
composed new each day.

May 22, 2020

I cannot tell you how often I was sent on a mission to find Joyselyn’s Chapstick. Never a problem, maybe a little

annoying at times, but today I found it. It was as if I had a bar of gold in my hands. Same with used dental floss, just
found their way to the inside of my pocket. The one next to my heart.

May 24, 2020

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