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Friday, April 15, 2011

M (emory)

I would just like to say thank you for all of the encouragement and support I received regarding yesterday's post. I was very nervous about writing it, but am glad I did. I wasn't really sure what to write about today. Yesterday took such an emotional toll on me that my brain is sort of feeling a bit fried at the moment. It was a big thing for you to digest as well. Having news like that dropped on you is quite shocking and hard to digest, even when it's about a total stranger. I spend most of my time trying not to remember but thanks to all of you  the memories are no longer as heavy. So thank you for helping me to carry them  and for making my load a little lighter. I would like to give a special thanks to a few in particular who contacted me via email and shared their stories. For once I have no words, so instead I shall leave you with your memories as I sift through mine. Andrew Lloyd Webber said it much better than I ever could. A new day has definitely begun.

See the dew on the sunflower
And a rose that is fading
Roses whither away
Like the sunflower
I yearn to turn my face to the dawn
I am waiting for the day . . .

Not a sound from the pavement
Has the moon lost her memory?
She is smiling alone
In the lamplight
The withered leaves collect at my feet
And the wind begins to moan

All alone in the moonlight
I can smile at the old days
I was beautiful then
I remember the time I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again

Every streetlamp
Seems to beat a fatalistic warning
Someone mutters
And the streetlamp gutters
And soon it will be morning

I must wait for the sunrise
I must think of a new life
And I musn't give in
When the dawn comes
Tonight will be a memory too
And a new day will begin

Burnt out ends of smoky days
The stale cold smell of morning
The streetlamp dies, another night is over
Another day is dawning

Touch me
It's so easy to leave me
All alone with the memory
Of my days in the sun
If you touch me
You'll understand what happiness is

A new day has begun



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