16 September 2010

if my poppa decides to come back

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There's going to be one ecstatic mom coming up.

He was calling to me in my dreams. Waited for me to come hold his hand. My gorgeous Poppa is now one hundred percent perfectly blissful love, and I am beside myself with gratitude I could be there with him.

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Don't be sorry. Be glad. Sure I'm blubbering, but there is joy in my heart. He had to suffer too much for way too long. I can't live without him, and now I can't ever lose him. So. Don't be sorry. I know for certain a better father never lived and, no kidding, there is real joy in here.

His hazel eyes turned blue last night... PAUL NEWMAN blue. He was that gorgeous. Agent 86's hazel eyes turned blue once in a while too. I asked the hospice nurse if she thought it was me.... She thought maybe it could be, she'd never heard of such a thing, let alone with two men in one woman's life.

Don't be sad.

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love, 99
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4 comments:

  1. OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

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  2. I know. I'm SO glad for him. I just feel pretty darn sorry for myself... stupid phone ringing off the hook every time I finally get to sleep on the cement slab. I feel as though I've been beaten by a pack of jackbooted space lizards! But I am, beyond expressing, happy for him.

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