As I look back over my day, I realize that the sting is gone. Thirteen years ago today, I had to make the decision to remove my son from life support and let his body go. His spirit, his soul, had already left. He was in the arms of Jesus and I had to accept that he wasn't going to wake up
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that was very well written
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My beliefs are different, but I admire your strength, and also your faith, and I am so glad that you have found peace in your life.
{HUGE HUGS}
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To be honest, I don't know how anyone can get through that kind of pain by themselves. I really believe that so many who don't know God really don't get past it. I know people who never, ever let go of the grief and the rest of their live is just abject misery. It's like they are trapped and refuse to take the key that's being offered. I feel so -sad- for them. It breaks my heart. :(
*hugs*
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*offers tissue*
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Me? I wanted to kill. I wanted to rage and hate and smash and go completely off of the deep end without a backward glance.
*HUGS*
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