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The Art of Grief
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My husband has died and there is no end to this pain. He loved me. I loved him. That says nothing about a couple who evolved into having one voice, one set of footprints on this earth. He gave me my soul. I took away the anguish from his. We were magic. Magic doesn't last forever. I was asleep in his arms when my world ended. My Dragon has died and I am bereft. There is still only one set of footprints, mine. Only now I'm walking alone.
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Beach Bunny and her Dragon ~ 2009 ~ Part One
he called her Beach Bunny because she went to the beach every day, walked it, photographed it, collected its small treasures. she called him her Dragon. he was a fierce man who loved her and protected her from a cruel world that tried time and agai...
Beach Bunny and her Dragon ~ 2009 ~ Part Six
she'd find her way to her Heaven. Beach Bunny Heaven where she'd always be warm, she'd finally have enough to eat, and best of all....she'd be reunited with her Dragon......and it would be like they'd never been apart....
Beach Bunny and her Dragon ~ 2009 ~ Part Five
Beach Bunny was exhausted. she was ragged and she felt ugly. she was so lonely and missed her Dragon so very much.all she could do was keep her head down and put one foot in front of the other. no big plans. just survive each and every day, and d...
Beach Bunny and her Dragon ~ 2009 ~ Part Four
and winter settled into Beach Bunny's life. she was cold. she felt raw and empty inside.and though seasons were passing it was always winter in Beach Bunny's heart.the sun set on her dreams of a life with her Dragon.she would have no home with him....
Beach Bunny and her Dragon ~ 2009 ~ Part Three
Beach Bunny had to watch her Dragon fly away to a place she was not yet allowed to go.devastated. grieving. all she had left were her memories and the tangible things left from his life.after her Dragon had gone storms started moving in to surround...
Beach Bunny and her Dragon ~ 2009 ~ Part Two
but fate had other plans. oft times the greatest story, especially love stories, come to an end. a last day dawned,a last walk was taken,a last smile filled with love was gifted.a full moon rose initially colored warm in a frosty, cold sky...but by...

