tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11334369.post3624235641342447356..comments2024-03-23T00:20:51.413-05:00Comments on Sara Holbrook's Blog Spot: Death of a Loved One: Day 29sara holbrookhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09500715824049610614noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11334369.post-19192741861579599192010-08-11T00:38:21.589-05:002010-08-11T00:38:21.589-05:00I was looking up blogs on google about the death o...I was looking up blogs on google about the death of a loved one and stumbled upon this. I'm fourteen going on fifteen in December and have already lived a terrible life. When I was little, an age too young to remember, my parents divorced because my father was seeing a woman he worked with, who was also a family friend. Her name was Tracy and they soon got married when I was seven. My mother decided to move on and started dating a man named Chris. Chris proposed to my mother but she said no because it was too soon to move on that quickly. A few days later after not talking to my mother he showed up at my house and asked again. Again, she turned him down for the same reasons. He pulled out a gun and shot and killed my mother right in front of my, in my own living room. I lived with my grandmother for a while and soon moved in with my father and his wife back into my house. Tracy addopted me that year. My dad had his own contracting company and we were making good money, living as a happy family. One of the men he hired for his work was a drug addict. He got my father to start using drugs. He tried to get better but things only got worse. His contracting business went down hill. He started lying, stealing, and abusing. My new mother and him would get into horrible fights. He once pushed our bar that we had in the basement ontop of her and broke her collarbone. But she stayed by his side. When I was ten he commited suicide. I miss them both more and more every day but I know I must stay strong to hold the rest of my family together. It shows that everything, even the worst happens for a reason and if you stay strong things will get better. I thank you for your time in listening and you have my sympathy.<br /><br /> -Erika Law, 14<br /> Windber, PennsylvaniaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11334369.post-83425144059110923932008-06-14T13:41:00.000-05:002008-06-14T13:41:00.000-05:00thinking of you...love methinking of you...love meLee Ann Spillanehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04650009312001849617noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11334369.post-62356102741959398012008-06-13T14:09:00.000-05:002008-06-13T14:09:00.000-05:00I don't do death well. I refuse to accept it. I ra...I don't do death well. I refuse to accept it. I rant and shake my fist at the sky to whoever. It takes me months to find peace even years. But I've found Grace. I don't like Grace but I've found it. When my youngest boy was on his fifth wild ride to emergency room while I had a washrag slapped on his head and one arm on the steering wheel, I surrendered. I hated to, it felt like I had given up control. I said, He's yours. He was always yours. I give him back. It was selfish of me to think I owned him. And the utter peace I felt was overpowering. It was Grace. I wrote a poem about it. <BR/><BR/> ~ Grace ~<BR/><BR/>May grace hold you,<BR/>like the dove on the wind,<BR/>May grace cover you with love<BR/>to the end.<BR/><BR/>May grace hold you in the palm<BR/>of her hand.<BR/>May grace keep you safe until<BR/>you can stand.<BR/>It is grace and nothing else,<BR/>when all else fails us, grace<BR/>will see us home.<BR/>Grace is the fragile butterfly wing,<BR/>Grace is the wisp's on a newborns head,<BR/>Grace is the hug you extend to a friend,<BR/>Except for grace, except for grace, except for grace,<BR/>Except for Grace.Sparroweyehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06234944110874812577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11334369.post-19120071299684637132008-06-10T02:20:00.000-05:002008-06-10T02:20:00.000-05:00Quiet moments with friends and loved ones with no ...Quiet moments with friends and loved ones with no need of explaining or voicing anything...I hope you get as much of that as you need.<BR/><BR/>Peace and love to you....xoxoMamaDhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11253697246680831488noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11334369.post-82493971628951920912008-06-08T20:19:00.000-05:002008-06-08T20:19:00.000-05:00What a good metaphor, your mother's death a sunbur...What a good metaphor, your mother's death a sunburn.<BR/><BR/>Thanks for posting the poems. I love C.S. Lewis's analysis.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11334369.post-86763886998313939962008-06-07T10:48:00.000-05:002008-06-07T10:48:00.000-05:00Oh, Sara, you have been in my thoughts and in my h...Oh, Sara, you have been in my thoughts and in my heart. My prayers are with you and your family. May memories of that beautiful little girl give you some peace, and I do believe that you'll see her again in a place way better than this one. There are no words adequate enough for a grief like this, so now I'll just send you a hug.<BR/><BR/>Love & Sympathy,<BR/>Linda Oatman HighAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11334369.post-67683500069655102332008-06-05T22:28:00.000-05:002008-06-05T22:28:00.000-05:00Sara,Always remember that you are not alone is thi...Sara,<BR/>Always remember that you are not alone is this journey...struggle..fight to make sense of what is so "unsenseable". (I dare the spell check to question that word!) I and those who know you have built strength from you and now we are here to build strength for you.<BR/>With love and prayers<BR/>DebbieAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11334369.post-36773830496158100832008-06-05T18:29:00.000-05:002008-06-05T18:29:00.000-05:00Sara-My heart has been heavy for your family these...Sara-<BR/><BR/>My heart has been heavy for your family these last 29 days. I just wanted you to know that you are in my thoughts.<BR/><BR/>Hugs,<BR/><BR/>Marcy (kelly's friend in VA)marcyhhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13588567801333903726noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11334369.post-79984390207636946972008-06-05T12:19:00.000-05:002008-06-05T12:19:00.000-05:00Awwww, Mom. :(Awwww, Mom. :(Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14771560356829342832noreply@blogger.com