This was supposed to be a light hearted blog, but on May 25th 2008, our world changed dramatically due to a disaster. Now this blog will also contain my personal notes on grief and how I'm coping/struggling.
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
My child, I love you.
My child, saying “I love you” means so much, but other things say I love you too.
My child, changing your diaper means I love you.
My child, drying your tears means I love you.
My child, telling you that you’re not hurt means I love you.
My child, holding your hand while walking means I love you.
My child, rocking you in the middle of the night means I love you.
My child, keeping you away from danger means I love you.
My child, feeding you means I love you.
My child, praying for you means I love you.
My child, having you with us means I love you.
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