Not being the person I want to be . . . that's probably what I find haunts me most. I try to avoid the very haunting things . . . like not spending enough time with those I love . . .
Over the years I've been haunted by a dream girl-child... my child... my unborn child, who I will never know in this life, but maybe in another. I hope so, for she feels very real to me still. May what haunts you be only good, Relyn... Happy Weekend ((HUGS))
Any unkind words or actions that I have been guilty of in the past. Funny thing, HHBL and I were discussing just this thing not an hour ago. I can still remember some of the unkind words and actions that I participated in when a high schooler.
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I love suspense thriller type movies......does that include being haunted?
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Not being the person I want to be . . . that's probably what I find haunts me most. I try to avoid the very haunting things . . . like not spending enough time with those I love . . .
Over the years I've been haunted by a dream girl-child... my child... my unborn child, who I will never know in this life, but maybe in another. I hope so, for she feels very real to me still. May what haunts you be only good, Relyn... Happy Weekend ((HUGS))
Unkind words or actions, most of all.
But also regrets -- mostly to do with not being brave enough to take certain paths when they were presented to me.
A lonely childhood.
difficult question! what haunts me are unfulfilled dreams, dreams of what I could be.
Having to watch my terminally ill father deteriorate, in pain.
That will always haunt me.
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Any unkind words or actions that I have been guilty of in the past. Funny thing, HHBL and I were discussing just this thing not an hour ago. I can still remember some of the unkind words and actions that I participated in when a high schooler.
I do love the word "haunt" and the images it evokes. Memories of time ill-spent haunt me, and thoughtless deeds from impetuous youth.
Time wasted. Regrets about hours I "killed" instead of making the most of them.
Love that poem.
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