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Thursday, April 23, 2015

Response to Reaching Out - Kir


((Originally posted by mir on 12/13/07))

((OoO The camera didn't go blurry tonight! Something must be nice then!!! ))

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Cora, I don't really know what to say about your pregnancy, I am overjoyed
though with you that you're have having a child.

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Unfortunately, the births that I have experienced do not turn out well. I don't mean
to worry you, but Meryl's mother died in childbirth, and Sariah was so close that I
couldn't look at her or the baby for days. We were alone both times, but I say that
if a life is meant to be then it is, and it should be cherished.

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About the one you care deeply for. I think I know what you mean. There is a part of
you that is left empty, you say I love you, and you want the words back. I believe
you feel selfish because people want to be loved. It is a part of them that makes
them human; the ability to love.

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It's not a bad thing to want to be loved in returned. It's not selfishness to want
an answer, just even if you know that they don't feel that way for you. It takes
time for people to love.

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When I told Sariah the second and third time she was frightened, but I didn't say
anymore. She came to it on her own terms, and I remember that day. (laughs) She hit
me, and then cursed me. I just stood there looking at her, and then she broke down.

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She was crying, and I remember she said. "I love you, but they'll take you away. They
always take people away."

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I can almost her saying it again. Give V time, I'm sure you'll feel better soon
knowing that he loves you in some way. It always takes time for things.

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Cora from what I've learned. It's not love that hurts us, it the pain of it not being
returned or the loss of love. To have loved someone and then to have that love
stolen away will break your heart, but not love.

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I cannot wait to see your daughter's face. I hope for a safe deliver and a welcome
of your child.

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(smiles)
When she learns to write, they should corrospond. Meryl would like a friend. She's
always running around looking for company, but sadly there really isn't anyone here
for her to play with. Oh, and about my sister, I'll tell you about her another time. It's
gotten late.

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