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Questions with No Answers
The death of your child leaves you with a lot of questions. There are lots of “what if” and “why didn’t I” type questions. The ones that come from that guilty feeling that you should have done something to prevent this. But I have other questions. Questions I’ll never be able to answer. The day…
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Saying Thank You Shouldn’t Be So Tough
After Richard’s funeral we wrote thank you cards like crazy. We sent one to just about everyone that signed our guest book at the funeral home. And to all the people that sent flowers or food. We sent out several huge piles. We tried to avoid being too generic, and put personal notes in each…
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Quit Kissing My Ashes Review
I don’t remember how I stumbled onto this book. I guess I was looking for some hints on dealing with grief. Certainly the thought that our son isn’t really dead is a nice one. That our physical death is just the transformation into another phase of our life. Stop Kissing My Ashes – A Mother’s…
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Farewell Letter
The day before Richard’s funeral we had a visitation at the funeral home. I wrote a letter to our guests. We framed it and displayed it next to the guest book along with a picture of Richard. Many people asked me for a copy of that letter. For the life of me, I can’t imagine…
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Butterflies
It is fall. A nice time to be outside. Debbie was in the backyard cooking our supper on the grill. Grilling may be the husband’s job in most households but we like the food to be edible when it’s done, so Debbie usually handles this chore. I was riding around on my lawnmower. Debbie motioned…