Saturday, January 12, 2008

Missing Peggy

There is a lot going on in my world, Peggy.

How I wish that I could talk with you!

I wonder what is going on in the world you live in and

if you wish you could talk with me.

I miss you tonight.

I miss being able to talk life over with you.

I am very thankful for the old times but.....

We should have had "right now" too!

I send my prayers to surround you tonight.

I feel your prayers around me as I write.

I Love You Today, Peggy!

I miss you and your wisdom.     

Mary Louise


cmcob2 said...

i remember my own feelings and thoughts from when i loved and cared for dad's dying mind.they mirrored  many of the feelings you write of prayers for comfort and strength in the challenges are with you both.

                                                               careggiver survivor oooo

ajquinn354 said...

I don't think anything would please your Sis Peggy more than to know you are able to find peace in your heart dear.  She'd want you to live to the fullest and live for her through you. Bless you...Arlene (AJ)

wendy4145 said...

I send my prayers to surround you tonight.

I feel your prayers around me as I write.

(I think this is the most beautiful part)

Hold on to those prayers!


mastersblynn said...

The other part of my story I know you will understand....I do have a sister.  Her name is Pam.  She recently found her husband had cheated on her and lost her will to live.  She is so depressed and well she isn't Pam.  She wouldn't open her presents at Christmas and she is in a trance.  I can't even go to her with all this and she is my big sister.  I know you and your sister were like me and her.  You are in my thoughts and prayers as well.  Thank you for being there for me. xoxBarb

rjet33 said...

I miss my brother every single day, Mary Louise.  I was 17 years older.  You never think you will outlive your youngest sibling like that.  When he decided life was too painful to go on, he changed ours, in an instant, but I know he is in Heaven regardless of what well-meaning people have said (I have been told that he is in hell because he committed suicide).  Another said he was always a troublemaker.  They didn't know him like I knew him.  He is NOT in hell and he was NOT a troublemaker, he was mentally ill.  There is a HUGE difference!  I hope that in writing my journal about him, I can make those ignorant people understand about what a family deals with when they deal with mental illness.  I miss talking to my Scottie Boy too.  My heart goes out to you.