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"I'm scared"
I have a party I have started planning and that is helping,
I'm working on Michael's website and that is helping,
I am on Paxil and it is helping.
I'm trying to write poetry and (well... I'm trying at least)
I am talking over email to wonderful people who know how I feel.
I started a support group where I live.
I spend time with my grandchildren.
I hug and play with my little ones.
I hold my husband and accept his love for me.
I know God Loves me, and is here holding me.
And all these things are helping...
But I'm still scared of September 17th and September 22nd and
Michael's Birthday the 23rd.
You may ask how come I was scared?
Like I said earlier, the pain was beyond describing...
I was so very scared that no one would show up for the party too.
I was disappointed that not one single person from our home town or our church
showed up for his party, NOT ONE!
doesn't mean the party wasn't a great party though...
a good amount of teen staffers showed up and the box of Michael's
memories that he had hid in the back of his closet was a big hit.
I wrote an e-mail to my friends who have lost their children, describing
the party. Click here to read it.
I came home from the party with a lot of memories that I got to see through
the youths eyes.
Please if you are reading this and you know someone who lost a child,
remember that the child's birthday is ever so important to them.
And even if it makes you uncomfortable, remember the child's birthday.
Take the mother a rose and let her know how sorry you are that her
precious child died and that the guest of honor will never be there again
to celebrate a birthday.
PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE don't ignore that day like my
friends and church people did!
It would have meant the world to me if just one person would have sent a card or
done anything at all in memory of Michael.
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