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This life will never be beholding to any more dreams, hopes, nothing more to inspire too. No words to be spoken in
love, no more to be heard in kind. No more arms in wait for that hug so soft, so secure. No more feeling that warm
breath caressing my face, no more lips that gently nurse my soul. No more hearing or feeling my heart speak, no more
will it converse with our Joyselyn. My mind strives to live like a child in a fairytale dream where my Joyselyn is still my
Princess Bride. What I would do, what dragons I would slay for just another day. If only a kiss would do it, but that I
have already tried. Then she was peacefully laid to rest.
Oct. 12, 2020
How far is Heaven? Is it just a breath and a heartbeat away? Entertaining that day of travel has become so much of a
focus in these last days of my life. Hoping I have the right Boarding Pass in hand when that moment arrives—no baggage
to check-in. No one left to say goodbye too. Who will be there to greet me? Will, my Sweetheart Joyselyn, be with
Adonai on that day? I so much hope to see her familiar face, feel her gentle spirit once more. What a lonely journey
without her these months have been. A lovesick heart that cries out to know where she is and how she has been.
Longing to be with her so much. I pray that she joins me in dreams, but no memory have I to cling when I awake. My
heart and I know where and with whom her new life begins, just as promised. We know she is pain-free, tear-free, and
forever full of joy. I am happy for her, but me, and my empty lonely heart remain impatiently waiting the day to hand
over my Boarding Pass.
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