death was foreign, for me before two years..
the blow is hard and the ace is severe yrs hav passed since my great mommy's death..i still remba each n every moment of the day..how things wen wid the feeling tht the lost one won cum bc..how i cried nytes begging god fur jx a meeting wid granny..writing letters (still wid in me) knwing nu1 cud make to reply all ws i dunu wht...tht day i learnt tht death is so hard to explain
my grandma ws realie mur thn grand.. grand!.i cn still feel the pain wid the same intensity wen she left..i still remba the tym wen we were in the hospital me n my mum were in the room my mum standing abit far frm the bed n i I sat down so her open eyes could see mine. I looked into her eyes and rubbed her hand i told her that I loved her. When I saw that she was spending a great deal of effort to speak, I told her she didn't need to say anything. I kissed her forehead. everybody ws in a lull..the nex day very early morning the news came to us me n my sis were togather in r room i remba myself holding my green coloured phycs buk (i had final xam the nex few hrs)..My parents held us tightly as we let the tears pour out.i luved her alot n so did she..She did simple things to make me feel loved...like during dinner, she'd put a piece of food in her mouth to test the temperature so it wouldn't be too hot for me to eat.i cud still feel myself sitting wid her feeling her tuch..wen she used to cum n saty at r place my sis n i always dropped glooves ova the things she ll sleep wid me or u..she always luved to cee me securing high grades..her flashes r still alive in my mind n heart n cnt ever die..i cnt forgt the evry single moment i hav spent wid her..i realie miss her so much ..
I tried to breathe in the image of her with her still body and closed eyes. I remembered when I'd breathed her into my memories the day i strted to carry on wid my life again i neva thought n still dun think the wound is worth healing..i kept on dreaming It made me feel warm and happy when she showed up in my dreams every couple of days.To me that means experiencing her death and my grief, taking it in, and letting myself feel all my feelings. I can't change the fact that I'll always miss her. But finally being able to smile and cry after thinking about my grandmother, that's moving on to me.
..i always liked to take my steps wid my grandma coz she neva said "hurry up" she tuk her tym to walk so did i like bout all
She seemed to have a special connection with God and with everything in life. she wished to contiue her earth plane fur mur longer bt...Now I wished I had spent more time with her, told her that I loved her. I had to look at my life all over again.!! i miss her so much god bless her!

fur sure cnt be :p

ahh today i wen through the best piece awf writing dun by stan gehbrt it is aazing!

i luked at uand smiled the oda day
i thought u d see me but u dint
i said i luv u and waited for what you would say
i thought u d hear me but u dint
i asked u to cum outside an play ball wid me
i thought u d follow me bt u dint
i drew a picture jx fur u to see
i thought u d save it bt u dint
i made a fort fur us back in the woods
i thought u d camp wid me bt u din
i found sum worms n' such fur fishing if we cud
i thought u d wan to go bt u din
i needed u to talk to,my thoughts to share
i thought u d wan to bt u din
i told u bout the game hoping tht u wud b dre
i thought u d surely cum bt u din
i asked u to share my youth wid me
i tht ud wan to bt u cudnt
my country call me to war u asked me to cum home safely
"but i dint"!

Steven (age 3)
hugged and kissed his Mom goodnight.
"I love you so much, that when you die I'm going to bury you outside my bedroom window."


Brittany (age 4)
had an ear-ache and wanted a painkiller. She tried in vain to take the lid off the bottle. Seeing her frustration, her Mom explained it was a childproof cap and she'd have to open it for her.
Eyes wide with wonder, the little girl asked: "How does it know it's me?


Susan (age 4)
was drinking juice when she got the hiccups. "Please don't give me this juice again," she said, "It makes my teeth cough."


Diane (age 4)
stepped onto the bathroom scale and asked: "How much do I cost?"

Marc (age 4)
was engrossed in a young couple that were hugging and kissing in a restaurant. Without taking his eyes off them , he asked his dad: "Why is he whispering in her mouth?"

Clinton (age 5)
was in his bedroom lookin g worried. When his Mom asked what was troubling him, he replied, "I don't know what'll happen with this bed when I get married. How will my wife fit in?"

James (age 4)
was listening to a Bible story. His dad read: "The man named Lot was warned to take his wife and flee out of
the city but his wife looked back and was turned to salt."
Concerned, James asked: "What happened to the flea?"

Tammy (age 4)
was with her mother when they met an elderly, rather wrinkled woman her Mom knew.
Tammy looked at her for awhile and then asked, "Why doesn't your skin fit your face?"

If you want to be seen stand up , If you want to be heard speak up , If you want to be appreciated shut up


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