I just happened to look at my friend, Mary Lu's, blog today, the one who lost her daughter 2 years ago, just before Mike died. She has not posted in several months. I have not posted for exactly one year. I have struggled with taking the site down. I don't know if anyone follows it or not. I just can't seem to let it go. My connection to Mary Lu and her family is what made me begin the blog when Mike was in the hospital, as she had done when Kira was in the hospital. I don't want to miss what she has to say about their experiences as they learn life without Kira. It's part of what keeps her alive.
I don't want to let Mike go. Ever. He is mine and always will be. Keeping the blog going will keep him going, if for no one other than me.
We never know the impact we have on those around us. We are connected like a tapestry, a quilt, a web.
Please stay connected to Mike. Never forget him.
With love,
Rhonda
This could be the place you piece that quilt.
ReplyDeleteAnd there are always lots of hands when it's time for the actual quiltin'. There are hands here to be a part of it.
Love you.
The is a square in my quilt with a big moose on it. You are one of the people that I know God placed in my life for a reason. Your faith has always been an example for me, and has strengthened my own. I have read your post here and stopped and prayed for you and your family many times. I was scared that the world would lose you; not physically, but emotionally. I didn't comment during those times, because there was nothing I could say that made anything any better, and this felt like your private space. Rather than typing here, I talked to God, He always makes a difference. I was so glad when I saw the fog lifting and Rhonda beginning to poke her head out. You have touched many lives, some before this, some during this, and I am sure many more to come. Follow your heart with the blog. It won't lead you astray. There will always be so much of Mike living in you.
ReplyDeleteOH how I have missed your blog. It has helped me see how and what you are feeling. Your words say so much of what I would like to say and do not know how to express. God has blessed you and Marylou with a gift of writing, so He will show you what He wants you to do. I miss Michael sooooo very much and love to hear what people remember about him. You are a gift from God to me. I love you, Mom
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