Letter To The Sheridan's Wisdom (Owl Picture File)

This is not a single day when I haven’t thought about you. You are most genuinely kind, intelligent person I’ve ever met. You have always been there for me. You always fill me with happiness. In return, I promise I’ll always be by your side and to support you for the rest of my life. I am very happy to see this friendship grows as we become closer everyday over the last six years. I wanted to tell you sooner, but I am afraid to hurt our friendship in exchange for love – we can do both. I don’t know if you feel the same way I do. That’s okay if you don’t but I showed my courage to tell you I will always love you. Can’t wait to see you soon on Thanksgiving and to tell you all wonderful

So this is me letting you go, too. I hope you’re more thankful than with a heavy heart. I know we’ll find the kind of love that won’t plague our hearts with pain anymore. Thank you for being strong for the both of us, in this situation.

When I look back at my childhood I cannot picture it without you. You have helped shaped who I am today and for that I thank you. When I think of you i think about all the love that you have to give. I am so lucky to have you in my life and I will always cherish the memories that I have with you.

I wanted to be there, even though it was quite a trip. The traffic was dreadful especially on this holiday weekend. The minute I got your letter, I had the courage to risk it all. What matters now is you’re back and my heart starts beating again. I’ve reached the hill finally. There was a chill in the air. The only sounds were bugs thrumming in the grasses above and birds chirping even higher up. And there you were, looking as if we didn’t part. There was no hesitation, we linked arms with each other. No urging needed, we kissed and

I didn’t have the opportunity to thank you and tell you what was in my heart when you departed. That is the reason for this letter.

I am writing you in a moment where i feel safe writing without the enemy coming down on me. I miss you both so very much and I wish I could be home with you again. I am very sorry I haven't wrote you in a long time but for months the enemy has attacked now. It has honestly been one of the scariest and most difficult times in my life. I know that this fight is when I feel the most detached from you but these are the moments that I am really serving you the most.

To my beautiful wife Hallie Baxter, you have saved my life by giving me purpose and perspective. When I think back about the time I was sitting at that bus stop bench in japan, and you messaged me that day. I didn’t know what to say at first, but as time passed and our love grew our wedding day finally came. I knew when I looked into your eyes that day I found the other half of my heart. Never in my life have I gazed upon someone so kind, strong, beautiful or smart. You have stuck beside me through thick and thin. Without you I would have never laid eyes on our beautiful daughters face. I don’t know where I would have ended up without you. But I know I am grateful to be with you every sec of every day. What I’m trying to say is that you taught

World’s held their breath as one single tear rolled down the cheek of a broken queen. Not a sound was uttered as the breath was released and Penelope wiped her cheeks clean of any sign that she had been mourning as she slid out from between the blankets. She crept through her house, though it could have been a stranger’s without her lord to make it a home. As she stepped onto the soft grass a warm wind whispered in her ears.

The sky and all its beautiful colors are all that were running through my mind. I didn't notice it then, but that was the last day we ever had those moments not only there but back home too. I never expect for him to leave, which was foolish. He found happiness in the bottom of a drink, how couldn't alcohol take him? I realize we're all trying to kill that pain somehow. I didn't imagine his death would take a hold of my life, but in a way it did. You see he was the only close death, I experienced in my 17 years, before him I didn't think death would ever influence me, for it was just a life check everyone check off eventually. I took his death as unexplained for so long, all I had angry and unresolved feelings and they controlled a part of my life. I know that pain will always be there, but my life couldn’t stop, I couldn’t let this unresolved grief influence me as my uncles did. Although death is a sad thing, you have must choose whether to let it destroy oneself or sharpen it. I’m still on the path of understanding how life is after the death, still I remember he loved us and he isn’t sadden anymore, and that gives me joy and keeps on

Joan flung herself down on the dewy grass in the garden and tore open the letter marked with a number one in the corner. She savored every word. Perceval described the hardships of travel, the fact they’d mostly come upon eerie empty villages, and that they’d dealt with ambushes well. There had been no loss of life on Camelot’s end, only a few cuts and bruises.

And despite how badly I want her back, back in the safety of my arms, there is nothing that can be done to change what has happened. My heart mourns over the grief of her passing. Oh, the pain, it causes me unbearable pain, but I oddly seem to like it. It reassures me that our love is true, that our love is strong and eternal. As peculiar as it may sound, I hope that the agonizing pain will never ease as the time passes by, I hope that my heart will continue to ache, validating that my love for her is still remains, treasured in my heart, till the day we reunite, embrace and rekindle our love for each other. Till the day we reunite in the afterlife, where our love will continue to grow

As I exhaustedly cried myself to sleep last night after May’s suicide, the thought of you never left my mind. I thought of writing down my feelings, instead of drowning in them, in a letter that you will never read. Years ago, you were in front me but, ever since the day you passed away, I wake up every morning with the reminder that you are a just a living memory. And if life is as short as they say it is, then I guess we are going to meet again sooner than I think we will...

So just know if you ever feel so utterly lost, lonely, confused, helpless and things of that nature- you can reach me. I don’t want anyone that I’ve ever loved to fall so far down.

I know you probably weren't expecting, nor want, to hear from me but when your mother came down to Arizona a few weeks ago she promised to give me your address. The reason being that I WANTED it; I want to talk to you. For the past few months the thought of you and our time together has been popping into my thoughts- no matter how simple they may be; memories replay on a constant loop, which is highly distracting... And once I heard you left for San Diego and happened to be in California while I was in the same area I couldn't believe how proud I was- AM- of you. I felt like you needed to know but I didn't have the opportunity until I saw your mother. And even then, I didn't know I could reach you this way.

I owe so much of my safe passage to many of you who have sent encouraging and hopeful thoughts along the way. To say that your words have meant the world to me doesn’t do them justice. So please know that I have cherished all that you’ve given me, be it a ‘like’