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I fell asleep today on the sheets where my Joyselyn died. I felt her fingers softly caressing my face, massaging my
earlobe like she has countless times before. Her voice is telling me she loves me. Then I awoke to my nightmare. O’

God, help me! Please take me home. How is it that I could find myself now Loving her more? And yet it seems that I
do!...I now understand what it means when people say, “Absence makes the heart grow fonder.”

Feb. 12, 2020

Music is sadder than I remembered it to be. My heart cries out wanting to speak those words I Love You, each time I

do; they just come back empty. My heart has been trained to LOVE for the past 30+ years. Now it has no partner in
arms. No more will it hear my Joyselyn's voice echoing those words back to me.

Feb. 15, 2020

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