Posted by: humlan
Finding old letters..from her to me.. - 06/03/10 05:34 AM
Our old family home is finally being sold and my former husband has a new apartment near by. Our kids are cleaning it out and it is an immense job. They found old letters written to me by my daughter, Susan. Letters written shortly before her death.They are so filled with her love for us..her 2 sisters and brother at the time. She says how she could never have gone on without their presence and love. How grateful she was when she could be at home with us (and not at the hospital..eventho she felt at home there,too). She was afraid of dying..of never having children of her own..and she wondered sometimes why she couldn+t be like her friends..and wished so much that she could. Her love and compassion for us was amazing..way beyond her 11 yrs. Her love..her love was so great. And so, the reading of these letters was bitter sweet and it reminded me of the place of love that we were in. It was a short time..I am now 62 yrs old.But it gave us love and wisdom for a life time. I have much to learn from my young daughter who had to leave so soon.She asked in her letters why she couldnīt play like the other children? Be like them..and this pained her. But it was always her love for us that brought her home..to where she felt safe and loved.
Alittle lesson about life and the living of it, from my 11 yr old daughter..which lives on..thru her letters and thru her memory, that we all carry with us in different ways.
And I am so grateful that she came and went..eventho only a bief time..into our lives.
I must remember what she wrote and try to carry it on.. for all our sakes. The love of family is strong..and can move mountains.. keep life going even for a short time more.
Easy to forget in the business of life..but once upon a time I knew and took the time.
Now I must finally get to sleep..which will come this time..because I have talked and shared with you here.
HUGS! And thank you!
Alittle lesson about life and the living of it, from my 11 yr old daughter..which lives on..thru her letters and thru her memory, that we all carry with us in different ways.
And I am so grateful that she came and went..eventho only a bief time..into our lives.
I must remember what she wrote and try to carry it on.. for all our sakes. The love of family is strong..and can move mountains.. keep life going even for a short time more.
Easy to forget in the business of life..but once upon a time I knew and took the time.
Now I must finally get to sleep..which will come this time..because I have talked and shared with you here.
HUGS! And thank you!