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Macy shared a letter in the
Remembering those we lost/Grief group 1 years, 5 months agoThis post is viewable by the Unsealed community only.
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Hannah Gray shared a letter in the
Remembering those we lost/Grief group 1 years, 5 months agoThis post is viewable by the Unsealed community only.
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Antoinette Gonzalez shared a letter in the
Remembering those we lost/Grief group 1 years, 5 months agoSomeone You've Never Met
AL GonzalezHave you ever had the pleasure of falling in love with someone you’ve never met?
It’s almost as if you have an immediate connection,
Your souls are fused together.
The pull of uncertain, certainty.
You feel everything all at once.
Your soul is content and full.
You’ve become a glutton for the love
It feels so good!
Theres butterflies signifying this spectacular moment in the timeline.Have you ever had the pleasure of a heartbreak over someone you’ve never met?
They say the worst withdrawal is of a person.
I must say, “I agree.”
It’s almost as if you have lost a real piece of your soul
You have no autonomy over your
heart.
You crave, cry, and hate all within a
minute.
You mourn someone you’ve never even
met.Have you ever had the pleasure of healing after a heartbreak over someone you’ve you’ve never met?
It’s almost as if you are whole again.
You carefully put each piece of your
shattered heart together
Hand gluing, welding, stitching,
and crafting it into your newest
artistry.
Looking at your newest master piece
You’re feel of all of the happy, joyful
memories you chose to keep
You’re reminded of the pain and
mourning that led to
You, whole,new & ready to love. -
Abigail Stopka shared a letter in the
To the people we love group 1 years, 5 months agoA Cosmic Love
Abigail J. StopkaIn the cosmic dance of chance and fate,
A story unfolds, a love so great.
A Spectrum of colors, a call in the night,
Where fate intervened, two worlds took flight.In the realm of pixels and data streams,
A Spectrum call center, where reality gleams.
As a troubleshooter, I entered the scene,
Little did I know, fate was foreseen.In the sunshine state, where palm trees sway,
Florida’s warmth met Ohio’s gray.
A sweet voice on my line,
A connection so divine.Fate had more in its grand design.
Little did I know, she’d soon be mine,
She insisted on more, a number to exchange,
Feeding into destiny’s range.Two and a half years, our connection grew,
Before I gave into her irresistible pursuit.
A realization of self-discovery, coming to light,
As I embraced the truth of my own unique sight.In the closet’s shadow, I found my way,
Guided by fate’s hand, in the light of day.
Coming out, my thoughts unfurled,
She stood by my side, as I reshaped my world.Long-distance whispers across state lines,
A love so deep, like vintage wines.
Florida to Ohio, miles and miles apart,
Yet, she captured my soul and entered my heart.Through video calls and messages, love took its place,
A connection so strong, no distance can erase.
Her laughter echoed through a virtual space,
Serenading me in a symphony of love and unspoken grace.In her, I found a safe harbor, a haven of peace,
Long-distance love, a sweet release.
She, a lighthouse, guiding me through,
In the vast ocean of love, our connection grew.Miles may stretch, but love knows no bounds,
With the help of fate, our story resounds.
A love that bridges the space and time,
A testament to fate, beautifully sublime.Here’s to the place where it all began,
Our fate smiled, as it crafted our unique plan.
In the Spectrum of love, we found our place,
A love story written by destiny’s grace.-
Abigail your poetic words beautifully capture the journey of love and fate that brought you and your partner together. As your connection grew over two and a half years, fate continued to play its part. And through it all, your partner stood by your side, supporting you as you reshaped your world. Despite the miles that stretched between you, love…read more
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Abigail! This is so beautiful and sweet and romantic. Also, last lived in Ohio and I know live in Florida! But this is so well written. I am going to highlight this piece in our member spotlight today in our newsletter. <4 Lauren
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Thank you so much! I truly appreciate you – I have so much fun writing these!
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gorilladna shared a letter in the
Remembering those we lost/Grief group 1 years, 6 months agoWHISPERS
Ricardo AlbertorioI dedicate this poem to Gary and Morgan, loving partners for over 40 beautiful years. This month Gary passed away after a year long struggle with cancer, days before Morgan’s birthday and their anniversary. During his final moments, Gary only had the strength to whisper priceless words of encouragement and love to Morgan. This is a poem of hope that we will all meet again, someday, somewhere beyond this life. But in the meantime, we’ll find each other in…
WHISPERS
You’ll come to me in whispers
And you’ll visit me in dreams
I’ll awaken from your kisses
Softly lit by radiant beams
In the echos of my life
I will catch your sweetest voice
I will hear our love’s pure song
And my heart will then rejoice
I will strain my tired ear
For each whisper that you gift
As I listen most intently
In our memories I will drift
And one day your gentle whispers
Will be louder and quite clear
We’ll be standing face to face
And our love song all will hear
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Ricardo, your poem is a great and heartfelt tribute to the enduring love between Gary and Morgan. The imagery of whispers and dreams beautifully captures the connection that exceeds life’s limitations. May their love continue to shine bright and bring comfort to Morgan in her grief.
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Thank you Kaylah…it brings me joy to know you appreciated my humble little poem. There is solace in still feeling connected to those we’ve lost. I wanted to express turning sadness into beautiful anticipation of meeting that loved one again beyond this life. Thank you for reading and commenting.
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gorilladna shared a letter in the
Remembering those we lost/Grief group 1 years, 6 months agoThe Greatest Gift
Ricardo AlbertorioDear Unsealers,
Today I held the hand of a dying friend. We looked into each other’s eyes and I said the only thing I could say at that moment…”I love you”. Too weak to speak, he closed his eyes, puckered his tired lips, and blew me a kiss. I caught it and will carry it with me for the rest of my life.
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Hannah G. shared a letter in the
Remembering those we lost/Grief group 1 years, 6 months agoSpecial Moments with my Godmother
Hannah G.*This summer my friend challenged me to write something based off of paint color names. I did it once and liked the result, so I had to do it again. I had my mom choose 5 different paint color swatches at a hardware store and then wrote this. While some details in this letter have been changed (to fit the prompt) I believe this does encapsulate the beautiful spirit of my deceased godmother so I dedicate this to her.
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I miss youI miss the way you used to romanticize life
And filled it with special moments
What a blessing it was to watch you relishing in every moment you were here.
With hospitality you would set out fancy china, brew coffee and fill a carafe with heavy cream just for me
The way you would belly laugh when we got caught in a downpour and arrived home sopping wet.
The few sacred moments we spent together in the morning where you would put my hair in a ponytail and smile warmly at me.
The way you would kiss me on the forehead and your cloudberry clad lips would imprint themselves there as a reminder of the deep love you had for me.
The way you would strategically place the tinsel on the Christmas tree so that it would glimmer in the darkness.
Your enthusiasm for life was what made you so beautiful.
And it is a piece of you that shines in the mosaic of pieces that make up me.
One day I will have my own goddaughter and I hope my wonder and enthusiasm for life
Will shine as deeply in her as yours does in me.
With Love,
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What a beautiful tribute! Your Godmother was very lucky to have you! <3 Lauren
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I was so lucky to have her. She was like a second mother to me. I just wish I had her for longer. We lost her when I was 18. I was just learning to adult. I’m now 27 and wish I had her warmth and wisdom to guide me in these transitional/transformational years of my life. I hope I am living a life that makes her proud of me.
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Check out our newsletter today – Sunday. We will include this piece.
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Awe. Thank you so much!
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gorilladna shared a letter in the
To the people we love group 1 years, 7 months agoHow DO HEARTS SPEAK?
Ricardo AlbertorioA kiss is the way that hearts can connect
Through lips that are tender, soft, and knowing
The feeling of love is warm, gentle, and glowing
When loving lips meet, the hearts feel the effect
❤️
Hold the embrace and never let go
Time stops for the kiss so hearts can then speak
They whisper sweet words that are caring and meek
Their language is subtle and spoken just so
❤️❤️
What they say is a secret transmitted in code
They plan for the future and forgetting the past
Hearts speak of a mystery that will linger and last
The lips move that message in a soft, silent mode
❤️❤️❤️
When the spoken “I love you” is not quite sufficient
It’s time for the hearts to speak once again
And send their sweet poems through pathways that bend
Back through our lips in a way so efficient
❤️❤️❤️❤️
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I love this! I read something today on a cup of coffee that said “Life is too short to kiss on the cheek.” This reminded me of that quote 🙂 <3 Lauren
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Thank you, Lauren…it’s one of my favorites I’ve written. I was trying to figure out why kissing your loved one is so important as compared to simply saying the repetitive and tired “I love you”. You can’t lie with a kiss 😉
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Jamell Crouthers shared a letter in the
Remembering those we lost/Grief group 1 years, 9 months agoThis post is viewable by the Unsealed community only.
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db-cooper shared a letter in the
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Victoria Makanjuola shared a letter in the
Remembering those we lost/Grief group 1 years, 10 months agoDear______, *A tribute letter to Angus Cloud* ☁️
Victoria Makanjuola*Disclaimer- There is reference to suicidal ideation- if you’re suffering please seek out help or call the suicide prevention hotline emergency number, 988.
Dear Angus,
I’m sorry this letter couldn’t make it to you. I know for certain that it does not find you well. If this letter could reach Heaven- I’d say “Sorry dude- I’ve never watched Euphoria.” I’d assume you’d think “fake fan.” LOL.
Your personal friends and family can attest to your attributes far better than me. So, I’ll just say this. When you took your life- it didn’t just hurt you. It hurt everyone who knew you, knew your name, and loved you. This letter is not to condemn your actions but to anyone who feels the same as you.
I don’t know the details surrounding your death (& don’t care to quite frankly) but I imagine you were quite scared, upset, and angry. The mind can play tricks on us in our low moments. Like saying that nothing even matters, what is there to live for now? For me, I try to counsel myself by saying this is all temporary. As in, “this too shall pass” (2 Corinthians 4:17).
My heart goes out to your Mom and close friends. May God rest your soul. You are gone but never forgotten! 🕊️
Sincerely,
Victoria
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db-cooper shared a letter in the
Remembering those we lost/Grief group 1 years, 10 months agoThis post is viewable by the Unsealed community only.
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cindyrocked94 submitted a contest entry to
Write a letter or poem to your Body 1 years, 10 months agoThis post is viewable by the Unsealed community only.
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Jake shared a letter in the
Remembering those we lost/Grief group 1 years, 10 months agoTUSK UP!
Dear Mikaela LAUREN tick.
Today is the 10-year anniversary of which you PHYSICALLY passed.
Whenever I talk about you it’s ALWAYS in the PRESENT TENSE because I KNOW that you are ALWAYS guiding me down the hill , “looking down” on me, BUT that is the EXACT OPPOSITE. You look UP to me because of the thing that I fear people look down on me for.
As I go into the work force, I worry that no matter how sharply I dress, my Wobble will force me to immediately turn around – hey that rhymes😂
I know that you are there with me, telling me,“You are the one that needs to walk that frame of mind out the door!” I slowly have by writing about my disability.
Losing you physically will never become clear to me; it is clear as day that you are with me by this telling story.
Several months ago – maybe a year, I went out with Aunt Debbie and started telling her my struggles to feed myself the confidence I needed. On her suggest, I started following this on Instagram.
One day, while waiting for the bus to go skiing, a favorite activity of ours, I scrolled through my account and saw she was being interviewed on this platform, The Unsealed.
The platform turned out to be run by a woman named LAUREN, a former Sports Journalist, who created it to allow people such as myself, to tell their stories.
I JOINED and every since, I’ve been UNSEALING stories about my disability and life AND you bet THIS is GOING UP THEIR!
Please consider donating ANY AMOUNT of $$ to help Mikaela’s mission and the reason she IS an OT, SEEING the ABILITY in people!
The link is on my Instagram and Facebook bio!LOVE YOU,🐘
JAKEY💜
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Write a letter or poem to your Body 1 years, 11 months agoThis post is viewable by the Unsealed community only.
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Write a letter or poem to your Body 1 years, 11 months agoShe Didnt Know…….
Janet JoshuaDear beautiful woman,
You ever wake up most days, and you’re all smiles? Yeah, that’s a great feeling! The way I see it is, If you can get through 245 of the 365 days in a year being happy, then that’s a pretty good year to me. That possibly leaves you with 120 days of uncertainty.
How do you feel on a day-to-day basis? What are you thankful for when you wake up? Do you ever think for one second that you may not be here the next day? Scary thought, huh?
I woke up one morning in November of 2021, not feeling great. It was during the pandemic and I had a bad cough. I thought the Rona had taken hostage over me. It was just a miserable feeling. My body didn’t feel well. I knew something was wrong.
The doctor visit was a little bizarre to me. The doctor was prescribing medication to me without checking my lungs out with an x-ray. I asked the doctor “can I have an x-ray?” She replied” sure”. The X-ray results were in and it showed a shadow in my lungs. My body with a shadow didn’t make sense. What does that even mean? I tested negative for corona, strep, and flu. I could not figure out what was going on.
The insurance didn’t approve me yet for a CAT scan of my lungs. I felt a tug on my lungs, as if someone tapped me and said “we need a further examination”
Weeks later, I still didn’t feel well. I was at work feeling like I was having an anxiety attack. I never had one before so I couldn’t compare this feeling to anything else. My body was definitely speaking to me. I called an Uber and went straight to the hospital. My body was still tapping me and saying “get a CAT scan”. Sometimes your body can turn in t a Bully to make sure you understand it’s language.
“I can’t breathe, ma’am”, is what I stated to the doctor. To be honest, physically I could breathe fine but mentally, I could not. I decided to exaggerate just a little so I can get the answers that I was looking for. I was rushed into the machine and received a CAT scan of my lungs.
“FINALLY, let’s do this”, I said to my body. I could feel my heart beating in my chest. My body was still talking to me. After the scan, I was placed in the waiting room. Scans showed a mass that was near my heart since 2011, has become too big and I will need surgery to remove it.
I thought to myself “is this woman talking to me, because ain’t no way I had a mass since 2011 and I was never informed”. It’s 2020 now. I asked myself “could that be a mistake?”.
I continued to do further testing and was able to be seen by a surgeon. The surgeon stated that the cat scans show a mass near my heart and it needs to me removed.
I was alone in the doctors office trying not to cry. “I have two sons and I need to see them grow into the great young men that they are becoming”. I learned a true lesson of “when your body speaks, you need to listen”
My surgery was scheduled at another hospital. I couldn’t dare have surgery in a hospital that never informed me of my mass in the first place. My body rejected that surgeon and his theories.
With the help of my attorney that I worked for, I scheduled my surgery in the City for March 2022. I had an MRI on January 25th. That was my dads birthday. My body knew that I was going to be ok, just for the simple fact that I would get clear answers from a test that I am taking on my dads birthday. He passed in 2018 from colon cancer.
March 2021 came and I was cut open to hand my mass removed from around my heart. Once I was opened,unbox revealed that it was not near my heart, it was wrapped around my lung. It was huge. My body had a score of “3”and these hospitals scored “0”.
A thoracic surgeon was on board and he saved the day. I thought to myself “thank god I listened to my body. I would have never known”.It was not a speedy recovery. I went from not knowing anything that was going on in my body to having a tumor that was non cancerous out of my body.
Healing was not easy. I had to go back to work while I was trying to heal. The people I worked for asked me “what’s taking you so long to heal?” A woman being cut down her breast, asking her what’s taking long to heal? Imagine that shit! I quit and didn’t look back.
I didn’t know that I had the strength to build myself back up. My body has been through plenty of other surgeries but not like this one. My lungs were collapsed during this surgery and that’s not easy. I didn’t know that it takes mental, emotional and physical strength to get yourself back together.
I have a scar down the middle of my breast and I felt that I would be embarrassed to show my body. It’s a scar of resilience, courage and fight. I fought for my body and I’m glad I did. I am not going to be embarrassed of what happened to my body ever. I’m here and I’m alive.
Listen to your body at all times. It speaks to you, because you simply wouldn’t know.
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