So glad she passed away quickly. So did my husband Tom, and now I am not afraid to die either. Watching him die so easily was a great comfort to me, but first i was mad at God, then when I thought about it realized he was in no pain no more and an angel up there with God. It is so hard to lose a daughter. My oldest fought breast cancer and I was so scared of losing her but she was positive the whole way through it. She is an r.n. and knew what to expect. Now she tells others how to survive and handle it. Many come to her for advice. I am so sorry about your daughter, but so glad I could read about her. It was for a purpose, but of course you know that.
BLEST ARE THOSE THAT FEEL SUBLIMITY IN THEIR FAITH.
“Our Precious Daughter” sings the loss of a most beloved one and cry
happiness, for the “Precious Daughter” is celebrated in heavens.
A beautiful poem on the magic of a family’s togetherness...
“Our Precious Daughter” glows and flows to the fountain of grace.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Reviewed by Judy Lloyd (Reader)
Reviewed on April 9, 2005
This is beautiful and I am glad to see a fellow Virginia here at the den. I live in the Heart of Virginia.
Reviewed by Tracey L. O' Very (Reader)
Reviewed on February 3, 2005
This is so Beautiful and heart touching. I'm so so sorry. but know she is fine and smiling down upon you with each rainbow. and there with you everyday, Beautiful loving poem of your heart to a strong and wonderful & beautiful daughter & woman.
Love Tracey xoox
Please know that the heart of more than one mother here in AD feels your pain, and rejoices that your daughter no longer suffers. This is a lovely write. Bless you...Michelle
Reviewed by Judy Lloyd (Reader)
Reviewed on November 15, 2004
I feel the loss of this daughter like I would my own yes be grateful there is no more pain.
At the young of age of seven, Jill's mother Eve takes her for regular sessions to a child psychologist for treatment of her anxiety, which only makes her behavior worse. When she reaches her teens, she starts drinking and then smoking marijuana with
“Our Precious Daughter” sings the loss of a most beloved one and cry
happiness, for the “Precious Daughter” is celebrated in heavens.
A beautiful poem on the magic of a family’s togetherness...
“Our Precious Daughter” glows and flows to the fountain of grace.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Love Tracey xoox
had a friend of mine die the other day; he was only 51 (massive heart attack); his funeral is today. (i can't go; i have to work.)
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in tx., karen lynn. :( >tears <
God Bless
Michelle~