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I COULDN’T SAVE MY OWN CHILD; WHAT WILL SAVE ME?

I remember how I felt so useful and so hopeful. I was elated that my mother had turned a corner. And then within a flash of those thoughts, I was literally “flat on the floor” pounding it with anguish. I wanted to pull out every single hair on my head!
Here I was – super genius and devoted daughter, and I couldn’t save my own son!

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BESIDE ME ALWAYS – PART 1

From the distant sky came my understanding that God and Jason did not want me to be sad. Continue reading

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JASON MARK – HE LEFT HIS MARK

After writing almost every day for a month, I am finally ready to share my story about Jason. Jason was the child I had seven years after I was married. He was born with a serious congenital heart defect called “Transposition of the Great Vessels.” As with most heart defects, his was “one of a kind.” I was told only one in ten thousand children have a defect as complicated as his. He had surgery when he was two and a half months old. He had another one when he was five. He died following that surgery. Continue reading

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GRIEF POETRY

Thank god, he never really suffered. We prepared him for everything except death. Our pain is so great because we’ll never know what he could have become and we’ll miss him so much. We’re afraid he would have suffered had he lived, and because he didn’t we are relieved. He lived five perfect years and he was so happy. We’ll all miss his intelligence, his jokes, and his profound insight. Continue reading

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