photo, "Green Green GREEN" by Lydia Selk
Both the beauty and pain of loving one’s child is that we can see all the imperfections in that relentless love, and even more, the imperfections in both that child and ourselves more clearly as a result. Nonetheless, the love is perfect to you and only to you, so that if you should lose it through that child’s death, you’re crushed beyond bearing. But the day comes eventually when you realize that though the child is gone, that love has stayed with you, a gift to you always. And in order for you to embrace and cherish it, you must carry on and live. ~ Patricia V. Davis
This might sound crazy but I have helped at least 30 family’s by using my ghost hunting crew and using tape recorders to go through the white noise and get messages to the child & vice/versa. I also have a ghost box that goes through 20 radio stations per second & they have learned to communicate through them.I haven’t been to one house where we haven’t contacted the lost loved one,Every family has thanked me over & over. I am not crazy,there’s some things in this world we don’t understand & EVP’S and other communication devices CAN communicate with the dead.I am just so glad to help & when I leave there house it seemed to turn it back into a home, Craig
Hi, Craig!
It’s been a while and I hope all is well with you. I keep my mind very open to the possibilities that you suggest, believe me. And I do agree that there are many things in this world we don’t understand. Best wishes for a happy, healthy and successful new year!
funny how your posts (your books, anything you write, really) seems to always be speaking directly at me, one way or another. In here the thoughts I have are on the other way around, on having to carry onliving precisely because my child needs me to…it’s been a rocky path these past few weeks.
Now on the proper subject, I remember loosing one of my bests friends (she commited suicide, we had not spoken for a couple of months as I was travelling) we were 14…. and my aunt loosing her 27 years old son to a car crash, he had married the year before. My mum’s words sounded through all my life: There is nothing a mother cannot recover from, apart from the death pof her child.
but yes, I suppose in the bigger picture, said mother needs to carry on especially when there are other family members…. I’m sure isn’t easy and, if this Xmas already didn’t come without much of a happy feeling…the shootings in the school sure bring a deep hurt in my heart (I seriously hope this is what prompted you to write this)
Hope you have an amazing Xmas and a great 2013, you know you live in our hearts 🙂
Cynthia & Sarita
Hi, Mrs. Peel,
How lovely to see that name again. It brings back the old VOX days. There is nothing more final than death and there is nothing that feels more unnatural than outliving one’s child. I wrote this post for all parents who have suffered this loss. There was a time I thought I couldn’t go on or wouldn’t go on if I lost my child, and then watching my husband carry on even though he lost one of his four sons, I realize that that is the way my stepson would have wanted it.
As for your personal situation, I know how much you are suffering over what is going on with your own child. Believe me, I hear you and understand all the feelings of frustration, anger, confusion and terror. And most of all the overwhelming love that makes her life so much more important to you than your own. But my son and stepsons are grown now, and the one thing I have come to realise as early as this year: we simply can’t let what they do affect us so emotionally that it becomes an overwhelming physical ache. Harder to do than for me to write. But, I just want you to know what a wonderful human being you are—your love for all creatures and especially your daughter shine through, even only through your words on the internet. When we meet (and we will) I will embrace you and say thanks face-to-face, just for being who you are. Please remember this no matter how bad things get. Thinking of you and sending you best wishes for all good things, the holiday season and always.
XXX
Patricia
thanks you Patricia, for your wonderful words… 🙂 You know, you are one my most important pieces in my survival box of hope…. many times when I feel things get too tough, there you are with some amazing post or showing up in my inbox to remind me that the fight must go on 🙂
We WILL meet in person, and there is another thing to look forward to…
Thanks once again, I am honoured to be your friend.
I feel the same way about you, dear! : )