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@ljwhitcomb
you know that feeling when you get your heart broken after someone leaves and you think, “but how can i ever love anyone else?” then fall in love with someone new unexpectedly and it’s a healthy love and you’re happy and things don’t feel so bad anymore
“I didn't want to kiss you goodbye — that was the trouble — I wanted to kiss you good night — and there's a lot of difference.”
- Ernest Hemingway
Sometimes it’s just nice to kiss someone and know you haven’t fucked it all up yet. Nothing feels quite that pure, no matter how fleeting.
It is with a heavy heart that I tell you all that my mom, Patty, passed away on December 30th… Luke J. Whitcomb needs your support for Patt
I rarely post here anymore... but I really need any help I can get.
On December 30, my mom unexpectedly passed away. I was never expecting this to happen... especially after losing my dad in 2019. She was the sweetest woman in the world and was loved by so many people.
Please consider reblogging or donating. I hate asking for help, but I’m not going to be able to do this alone. Thank you.
“Saying that I will always love you is something real. It’s saying that you will always have a place somewhere in my heart. It’s saying that you will always be a happy memory. It’s saying that my mind will somehow be always thinking of you. That you, will always be my true love.”
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P.G.G ; jxd
:’)
My god.... I’m still freakishly in love with you....
“I don’t care if there are others out there for me, or a better person for me, it’s you I want; your smile, your laugh, your cry, the good parts and the bad parts about you, even the worst parts, every single thing about you. No one will ever be able to take that away from you. You are everything I want and everything I’ve always wanted. You will always be my first choice.”
— Poets Love Her
you’re still the one i want to talk to when everything goes wrong
Spilled ink
“i’d give up everything to be by your side for the rest of my life”
— i want to spend my life with you
“No matter how much time we spend apart, or how much I miss you, I will always love you. Because it’s you. And it will always be you.”
— 7:51 pm. September 19th 2016.
“The good things in life are better with you.”
“Hear my whisper through twilight, babe. Nobody could ever love you more than I do. The stars, the moon, the rainbow, the sunset, the sunrise, is my hope for tomorrow that we will be together, forever in this lifetime, and beyond.”
— F.S @writewhatyousee
On September 14, 2019 I watched my dad die in front of me.
He had been battling kidney failure for a handful of months and it finally took him from us.
He was scheduled to be discharged from the nursing home he was doing rehab at on September 13th.
He told the nurses on September 6th that he did not feel well and needed to go to the hospital; he never left.
We built him a ramp so he could get into the house when he was discharged from the nursing home. The ramp sits at my mom’s house and was used one time by my dad.
The last thing he said to me before he lost his ability to speak was “see you next trip” as I walked out the door of his hospital room. Those were the last words I would ever hear him say.
The longer he was in the hospital, the worse he became. The last three days he was with us, all he could do was yell in pain as his body started to shut down and the pain medication he was on couldn’t combat it.
The day he died, I held his hand and thanked him for being an amazing dad. I told him how much I loved him and how much I appreciated everything he taught me and how much I respected him for everything he did for us. I’m not sure if he understood anything I said.
I left the hospital room for less than a minute to use the bathroom and when I returned, my mom was standing next to my dad holding his hand as a nurse stood by his monitors which had spiked down. I truly think that my dad took the opportunity of me leaving the room to finally let go...
I didn’t have to ask what was happening because I just knew- this was it. I held onto my dad’s other hand until the nurse told us that he was gone.
I think about this EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. I might even go as far to say that it haunts me. I never imagined watching my dad die in front of me but I did. And I don’t know if there will ever be a day where my mind doesn’t return me to that hospital room where I held his hand as he died.
And I don’t know what the point of this post is... so I’ll end it here.
