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Want to express thanks and gratitude to EVERYONE for their continued support especially on Valencia's 20th Angel Day. This past week has taken its toll on me, be back soon. Take care and God bless|
❤ I am blessed to be a Mother, just wish I wasn't a Grieving Mother ❤
May 18th my first great granddaughter, Asia was born early this morning and joined her grandmother Valencia, my forever young beloved daughter, my Dad, and my forever young sister, Margaret in Heaven
PLEASE KEEP MY GRANDSON, GIO IN PRAYERS, THANK YOU
DEEPLY APPRECIATE REMEMBRANCE OF MY VALENCIA AND LOVED ONES FOR THE PAST SEVEN YEARS AND MAY YOUR LOVED ONES BE DANCING IN THE SKY TOO!!!
If my heart could talk,
You would know you've made me strong
If my heart could move,
It would wrap itself around you
If my heart could touch,
You would never feel a sweeter love
If my heart could talk,
You would understand how deeply I feel And appreciate you for each and every Time you Remember My Loved Onesღ
IT'S AN ANGEL MOM THING, BE THANKFUL YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND
The agony is great and yet I will stand it. Had I not loved so much I would not hurt so much. But goodness knows I would not want to diminish that precious love by one fraction of an ounce. I will hurt. And I will be grateful for that hurt for it bears witness to the depth of our meaning. And for that I will be eternally grateful." - Dr. Elisabeth Kubler-Ross
STEPPING STONES: Please take the time to read this!!! SO BEAUTIFUL!
Come, take my hand, the road is long. We must travel by stepping stones. No, you're not alone. I'll go with you. I know the road well, I've been there. Don't fear the darkness. I'll be with you. We must take one step at a time. But remember we may have to stop awhile. It is a long way to the other side and there are many obstacles.
We have many stones to cross. Some are bigger than others . . . shock, denial, and anger to start. Then comes guilt, despair, and loneliness. It's a hard road to travel but it must be done. It's the only way to reach the other side.
Come, slip your hand in mine. What? Oh, yes, it's strong. I've held so many hands like yours. Yes, mine was one time small and weak like yours. Once, you see, I had to take someone's hand in order to take the first step. Oops! you've stumbled. Go ahead and cry. Don't be ashamed, I understand. Let's wait here awhile and get your breath. When you're stronger we'll go on, one step at a time. There's no need to hurry.
Say, it's nice to hear you laugh. Yes, I agree, the memories you shared are good. Look, we're halfway there now; I can see the other side. It looks so warm and sunny. Oh, have you noticed? We're nearing the last stone and you're standing alone. And look, your hands, you've let go of mine, and we've reached the other side.
But wait. Look back. Someone is standing there. They are alone and want to cross the stepping stones. I better go; they need my help. What? Are you sure? Why, yes, I'll wait. You know the way - you've been there. Yes - I agree - it's your turn, my friend - to help someone else cross the stepping stones.
I came across this from another contibutor and couldn't agree more....
The majority of us on Find A Grave are here because we have lost someone very dear to us. We come here for comfort and support. The wise members of this community reach out with Love and kindness and we truly appreciate their wisdom and encouragement.