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Safe_Bet's Amy
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In my own little hell, Iowa,
Birthday
June 06
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Missing her while trying to be as good a mom as she was.

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FEBRUARY 26, 2010 10:32PM

A Letter to Me at 17

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Dear Me at 17,

 

Yeah, I know…  but it will get better.  You will meet that girl you always fantasized about.  She’ll be exactly like you dreamed.  She’ll be funny, smart, sexy and she will love you more than anybody ever did.  She will be everything you ever wanted and more.  In just a couple of years, your soul will be complete.  Your gray world will have color and you will know the meaning of unconditional love. 

 

Oh sure….  There will be ups and downs.  Even then, the downs will be better than anything you can imagine.  Once you meet her, even when your heart is breaking, at least you will have learned that you have a heart and that you CAN love.

 

Enjoy the colors while they last, kid.  In a snap of a finger, she’ll be gone and you’ll be alone again with just the gray.

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HUGS Amy. Thank you. Have faith ... you have an angel looking over your shoulder.
I hear a rainbow! ;)
Amy,
beautiful post...hang onto the fact that she loved you and you loved her. Much love to you.
Oh, Amy...I'm so sorry that I haven't spoken to you before now. I'm so sorry for your loss, and I know it looks bleak without her, but in time you'll remember more of the good times than the bad things. It's very trite, but time does really help, even if it doesn't actually heal like people say it does.

Stay strong, girl. Suzie's watching, I promise.
Poets far more skilled than I have told us painful truths. Henry Ward Beecher: What the heart has once owned and had, it shall never lose.

HUGS to you.
I love your tagline: "(Bite me, Dr. Laura). Amen to that.

But, it wasn't just the gray, was it? Maybe once you love and have been loved, you aren't left with just the gray, but many shades of gray. Just thinking.
How does one blend gray?
No words, just love.
"Enjoy the colors while they last". Amen!
Please don't take this wrong. Don't let the physical wash out that color. They were meant to remain bright. That the one you loved is not there to touch is immensly sad,but this isn't the way that she would want things to be for you. Try to hold that color and light.
Look for the colors in the gray, Amy. Maybe not as vivid as you'd like, but they're in there, sublimely. Trust me. (r)
I love the first line:
"yeah, I know..."

Exactly how you would say it to a 17 year old who thinks everything is bad and will never get better.

Feel the grey, and when it's been felt, the colors will return.
*hugs* to you and the girls Amy. Beauty never leaves, immortal we carry them in our hearts, as such love is endless. Bless you all.
Gia
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