Watching her journey was awe-inspiring as I had always admired her but now witnessed her strength on a completely different level. About a week ago, her husband made a Facebook post about how he had taken the time to write her a heavenly letter as recommended by his grief counselor and how he found it extremely therapeutic. I believe we just learn how to better cope, and sometimes mask the pain until we can deal with it. Some days are just going to be better than others and that is OK, as long as we make a point to continue living and find joy again in the world around us.
I may not have disciplined you enough, or maybe I disciplined you too much. I know at times, I drove you nuts! I fed you and bathed you and clothed you.
I bought you toys. I sang to you, read to you, taught you. You were my boy, my precious, baby boy. I got up with you to send you to school.
I stroked your forehead and hair when you were sick. I knew you were not feeling well, because you let me do these things. You were never very cuddly. I paid for heat to keep you warm.
I stared at you for days, after you were born. I kept you safe. I kept you clean. I soothed you when you cried.
I let you stay up late and watch TV.
Do you know that you mean the world to me? I argued with you as you grew. You formed opinions of your own. I tried teaching you right from wrong, and to treat others with respect.
I hugged you and kissed you at least three times a day, every day. Remember greeting each other after school, or hugging and kissing me good-night? I wanted to correct the behaviours of my parents, who were, and still are, non-demonstrative. When you were two, I wrote you a song. I made it up on the spot, while brushing your teeth, to distract you.
You were always so active and wiggly. Keeping still for those few minutes required drastic measures!
I wrote down the lyrics, and eventually put it to music. I now sing it to your little cousins. I supported you in most of the decisions you made.It is my pleasure to write this letter of reference for Molly Forman of Almost Heaven Biewers and Cloverdale Yorkies.
Prior to actively searching for a companion dog for myself, I did extensive library and internet research in. Letter to My Daughter () is the third book of essays by African-American writer and poet Maya kaja-net.com the time it was published, Angelou had written two other books of essays, several volumes of poetry, and six autobiographies.
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Feb 21, · My Time in Heaven, by Richard Sigmund, compared to Kat Kerr s books.
I recently re-read My Time in Heaven, and near the end I thought I don t know if I believe this. There were a number of things that bothered me about it. The author claims to have died in a car crash and gone to heaven.