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Dec 21, 2006 21:37



It was a pink bag, a Pepto-Bismol pink bag, with alternating snowman in vertical rows.  She clutched the garish, fuzzy, lime-green handles, all four pairs of them, in one hand, the other hand holding magazines that had kept her company on the long flight from Ohio to Louisiana.

She sat in the green chair that didn’t belong to her, looked around ( Read more... )

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snickers1019 December 24 2006, 17:48:06 UTC
you have succeeded in making me cry again...that was amazing

have a wonderful christmas!!

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dyingrebel December 24 2006, 22:17:37 UTC
Oh my. That was gorgeous, and now I want to cry.

"If only it knew when to draw the line between letting go and holding on, then maybe it could share the secret with the broken girl on the sofa."

Wow. There's so many emotions, love & sadness & regret... To me, it reads like a eulogy. I don't know if that's what you were going for or not, but it was a really powerful piece.

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xalifesochanged December 26 2006, 00:20:29 UTC
Awww. That was soo sad, but amazing. I loved it. It really spoke to me, if you know what I mean.

I hope you have/had an amazing christmas. Have a wonderful New Year. I'll see you at school on the 8th, so enjoy the rest of your break.

Love you!

Abigail

: D

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ashley_lovesyou December 27 2006, 05:31:21 UTC
that made me cry.... im here for the holidays, i know we all..."let go" in our own way but i still think about yall all the time.trust me. i still have our pictures all around my room! =) i miss yall so much, but sometimes it makes it harder to visit... idk how to explain it hunnie but i think you know what i mean... this truely made me cry and i love you so much! maybe we can get together sometime... im leaving on the 2ed, and going to my dads thurs and fri. hope to see yall! <33 ashh

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mslilyevans January 7 2007, 06:43:55 UTC
Ok, so I haven't been on LJ like at all these holidays, but I had to come comment.
I went through something very similar with one of my friends, but it wasn't Katrina related. It was years before-8th grade. I held on to a lot of stuff, physically and emotionally. It wasn't til the summer before senior year that I finally just threw it all away. It's crazy what the littlest things can make you remember. And healing is very very very emotional and it's not going to make any sense.
On a totally unrealted note.
Erica, I know you've wondered before about what you should do with your job, career, life, the whole deal. I really truly think you should look into doing something with writing. You have a gift. A talent. Between this and that email you sent out and even my poem (which btw, I've broken out several times when I've been down), I got a few good tears out; you can really touch people, and I think it would be something you would thrive at and enjoy. It's really something very special.
Much love!
~angela

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