You made me cry, Vickie.

Not only is this one of your best writes (that I've read), but it is also your most poignant. I'm sorry you lost your parents, and this way, too. You honor your past beautifully here. Hugs,
Sheila

there is a lump in my throat and an ache in my heart for your story of life Vickie -- this is a powerful piece written as only such moving pieces can, from the pen of grief and experience -- peace and love my dear friend -- Jon Michael

what an amotional piece imy heart broke as i read those wordsand tears escaped from eyes, oh vickie my heart goes out to you, i wanted to hug the little girl and make her feel safe, reading this realy choked me up, i was there with yoou all the way.
i realy don't know what to say this was so touching and heart felt,
and i felt your loss so deeply.
may your life now be filled with so much love and may happiness fill every waking hour.
with heartfelt love.
dave.

I didn't knew before why was, the feeling, the inkling, the je ne sais quoi that brought us together to share that literary path which are forbidden to many, and now you open one of the doors to show an intimate detail to be shared, to be felt.
The whys are thoughts that always will be there, unanswered.

Georg

Their love was very special as their souls were truly joined. You leave me speechless and in tears as I can feel your hurting heart and a mind still full of questions of which there are no answers. Your parents died, my parents walked away but a little girls heart hurts deeply....

Be always safe,
Karen

It’s a tragedy and ironic that the most sincere form of love between two people can end-up hurting the surviving spouse so much. I’ve seen similar cases where a lifelong mate died leaving the other in a state of not caring to live anymore and indeed they died but what you have written here today is very distressing for me to hear.

Vicky-this is really some very powerful and personal writing. It takes a lot of courage to be candid about such things. Thank you for sharing this with the world. I believe that if one truly wants to be a great writer, one must be prepared to reveal things about him or herself that may be uncomfortable. However, it is generally this level of honesty and humility, which really connects with people who've also shared the same pain in their own lives. This is the mark of producing something of real value. Keep it up.

Grips the heart in a vise like hold and wrings tears from the eyes as you bring us into the lifes of these obviously so loved couple. The human mind and heart often give us the will to live or die, some just love too much and do not have the strength to go on...
fee

Vickie,
This haunts, provokes in the best fashion...highly evocative and moving, and written with great strength.

John

Dear Vickie, you know how much I empathize with what you have shared here via your verses. (My mother chose to leave this world/life early and on her own terms.) Truly a compelling offering. Love, hugs, and best wishes,

Regis

Vickie, Sorry for your losses and you are right,"Who lives on when the protection of love dies?" Forgive me for reading you wrong!!
You look like your mother!
Always,
DeB

Powerful writing, Victoria.
Love, gene.