"WE REMEMBER THEM"
At the rising sun and at its going down we remember them.
At the blowing of the wind and in the chill of winter we remember them.
At the opening of the buds and in the rebirth of spring we remember them.
At the blueness of the skies and in the warmth of summer we remember them.
At the rustling of the leaves and in the beauty of the autumn we remember them.
At the beginning of the year and when it ends we remember them.
As long as we live they too will live for they are now a part of us. As we remember them. When we are weary and in need of strength we remember them.
When we are lost and sick at heart we remember them.
When we have decisions that are difficult to make we remember them.
When we have joy we crave to share we remember them.
When we have achievements that are based on theirs we remember them.
For as long as we live they too will live
For they are now a part of us as we remember them.
Then we pause in memory of each of our loved ones who have died by suicide. Next at the guidance of one of the moderator's, we Write our childs/loved ones name, where their from, and anything else we want to about them, briefly. Then there is a time to share other names of people we love and know who also died by suicide, so I wrote your Uncle Marty's name down, and Seth our computer guy. I know you are having a great time with both your Uncles, Marty and Greg!!! Heaven must be Incredible Nick!
Well on the 14th of Dec we will meet over near your garden again this year for the National Candle Lighting for our Children who have gone on to Heaven. It's such a hard time for me babe. The severe ache in my gut has softened a bit this year, the more I accept the reality of you being gone from earth. but my mind still plays tricks on me. And my head hurts all the time and it makes me feel CRAZY!!!
The family is at the Wheco Christmas dinner. I couldn't stand even the thought of going and sitting there with a happy MASK on my face, while underneath my face is really SAD!!! I am not doing anything for anyone, that does not feel good right or comfortable to me, just to make them happy. I need to do this, I need to grieve you, for as long as it takes, and I need to have my alone time and people need to learn how to RESPECT the grieving!!! If they don't want to give it, then I'll demand it. If Moma ain't happy...ain't nobody happy. So maybe they need to figure this out!!!Yes I'm a bit angry today. I feel like I can;t be who I am. I am who I am, like it or not!!!
I miss you sweet son, I miss you like crazy, and the holidays are always the worst!!!
I will write you later my love. Always on my mind always in my heart my Beautiful Boy.
Nick and Moma at Aunt Kelly's house I think you were about 9 son. Cutie:)
