This is my my life as I search for inner peace. Will I find the light before it finds me?
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
One Last Chance by Daughtry
Tell me what you need and I will find a way to stop the bleeding;
No, don't add to my mistakes.
Tell me you're not leaving and I'll tell you everything you need to know.
Don't throw it all away, don't say my words are just too late.
I don't want to be left behind, I've been so blind to all that I have broken.
Can we put this back together?
No more empty promises, they don't exist; just me out in the open.
I know this will take time, can you give me one last chance to make it right?
You say the story's ending but I think it's time we stop pretending;
No, can't let you turn the page.
Does your heart remember when we used to say forever, don't let go.
Don't throw it all away; don't say these words are just too late.
I don't want to be left behind, I've been so blind to all that I have broken.
Can we put this back together?
No more empty promises, they don't exist; just me out in the open.
I know this will take time, can we put the past behind us,
Tonight I'm gonna fight for you; just give me one last chance to make it right,
Last chance to make it right.
I don't want to be left behind, I've been so blind to all that I have broken.
Can we put this back together?
No more empty promises, they don't exist; just me out in the open.
I know this will take time, can you give me one last chance to make it right?
Give me one last chance to make it right,
A last chance to make it right
A last chance to make it right
No more empty promises, they don't exist; just me out in the open.
I know this will take time, can you give me one last chance to make it right?
~ Daughtry
Unwinding
I have often wondered of the married couples that come into our clinic, what happens to the surviving spouse when one of them passes away? Most of them have been married for 60+ years. How do you unwind your life from that of your beloved and move on? CAN you move on?
I'm not necessarily referring to material things ~ furniture, art work, the big screen television ~ because in some cases those will have to be dealt with if the surviving spouse is moving into an adult care facility or a smaller residence.
Last night I made a quick (3 1/2) round trip to my nieces house and during the ride I started thinking about this. Intently. Then I tried to overlay those thoughts on my marriage to Henry and asking myself what would happen if we were to divorce? What would happen to the "us" that has always been?
How would I unravel, unwind, disentangle myself from him and the life that took almost 11 years to build and just moments to tear to shreds?
I don't know who I am without him. And I should.
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