Name: 喬西-哈里斯的故事 "沒準備好再見" (Josie Harris’ story “Not Ready for Goodbye”)
Uploaded: 2021-01-14T09:40:39.000Z
Duration: 5 min 29 s
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I can't tell you how much I loved you the way you felt against my body, the way you hugged me and frightened up my face the way you flowed and floated the way I felt when we were as one.

I appreciate every day we had, and I know I'll remember you until the end of time.

Three years ago, after my seven hour surgery at Memorial Sloan Kettering to move a grapefruit size life force that coma from my abdomen, I came home from the hospital for a week to a surprise.

My next door neighbor had left me a gift.

A little orange bag with the blouse from Roberta Rollo Rabbit.

The blouse was lovely, light and breezy, and I went online to see what else I could order from this company.

And even though it was unlike anything I had ever owned, I knew I had to get it.

I want to try everything on and I never know my size, but nice.

In my situation, I certainly wasn't going shopping, so I decided to give it a try.

From the minute I put it on, I knew the stress was perfect for me.

It made me smile and was more flattering than anything I'd ever owned.

When I ventured out of the house with my cane and halting steps forward, this dress made me feel better.

Like I wasn't an invalid, just someone recovering.

I ordered two other dresses from the company trying to recapture my love, and they were both great.

But for various reasons, they didn't come close to what this dress had been.

For me, it was my favorite piece of summer clothing.

I wore it to the beach on vacations, and as soon as the weather got hot and really sticky in New York City, this was my go to outfit.

I worked two newer summer parties, picnics and events.

It didn't embarrass me that everyone recognized it.

I loved it, and I loved others loving it and happily told people where it was from and how happy had always made me feel toe Wear it.

When my son's fourth grade class picnic turned out to be one of those blazing hot, humid days.

I remember how many people told me they wished they had a dress just like mine for steamy summer days in the city last year, I stay with my friends at their country house.

After the rest of the family decided to go home, I packed only a bathing suit, a cover up, a couple of pairs of underwear, deodorant, tooth brush and my dress.

I noticed on the train ride back to the city how very soft the material had gotten over the years and how many of the seams were starting toe wear and that it had certainly seen better days.

This dress got me through the hardest days of and weeks of my life.

It helped me recover, reminding me of the joy and the fun of the happiest times.

It gave me back my confidence and carried me through challenging painful experiences.

I even remember wearing it to the hospital once or twice when I knew I needed a boost.

Since I wasn't such a mess and in tremendous pain after my weekend away, I thought it odd that my dressing to be slipping from my shoulders.

I realized that the material had, in fact, frayed beyond repair and just from sheer overuse, had worn and split between my shoulder blades.

I woke up this morning realizing then I had to write a love letter to my dress.

To the people who made this beautiful piece of work to the people who made the material that gorgeous, comfortable material.

The design that so lovely helped restore my body.

Although I think is probably well beyond repair.

I appreciate the love and attention that went into creating this dress, This gift that served me so well for the past three years.