I woke up this morning, and all I can do is think about Mariah. It's so rough at times and it seems like a dream everyday. I had a dream we were outside of her house talking as usual. Then she became very upset about her father passing away. Like really upset. When I woke this morning, I thought of how she dealt with that pain while she was on earth. I am waiting on her to speak to my spirit...because now I deal with losing her. Until I gain my total forgetfulness of how bad this hurts (which will be until the end of time) I will be comforted by the words she always spoke to me during hard times. "Karisma, stay strong!"
Mariah, touching the sun...
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