A grieving husband writes a letter to a new friend of Louisiana Sandusky's after Regina April Singleton has written to him.
Tuesday, June 21, 2005, 12:37 p.m., C.D.T.~
Del Rio, Texas~
Dear Regina April Singleton~
I am so happy to hear from you; thank you for writing! I have been so emotional ever since my wife passed away, and it is so heartwarming to see all the beautiful cards of sympathy wishes and support during this time of grief...
To tell you about myself, my name is Hildago Humberto Aguilar, and as you can probably guess from my name, I am Hispanic. My wife was Hispanic too, but she also had some Korean in her, and this was evident in her slight build and in her beautiful uptilted eyes. She also had the high cheekbones, and she had the straight black hair (before she lost it all to the cancer). I sure do miss her, it seems that every time I look around, I still see her, and I still sense her presence, and I can't help but to cry. I still can't believe that she has died, that I will never see her again...Anyway, I was married, and now I am a widower and have six kids to raise, three girls and three boys, who are ages three-and-a-half to 15. They are all disabled, but they are still very good kids, and I love them all with my heart and soul! I was working, but then I hurt my back several years in a fall, and nothing seems to help with the crippling pain that I now experience. I can walk, but I use two canes, and sometimes I use a wheelchair or a scooter to get around. It is a day to day struggle, but I somehow manage to get by.
I am glad to know that you have been healed of brain cancer. Your letter gave me such hope and inspiration, but it also made me very sad because I still wonder why my wife had to suffer like she did and then die, or why she wasn't healed and you were. Maybe it was for the best, I don't know, but she went through HELL with that cancer, and now that she is finally at peace, maybe I can understand why she had to go in the manner that she did. It may be a very long time before I understand or know the answer, but at times it is so hard, it is so damned hard, and it is a struggle just to keep from crying or giving up! All I ask of you, Regina, is to keep me and the kids in your prayers; we could really use them about now!
I am not a "born again Christian" like you, Kendra, or Louisiana are, but I DO believe in God, and I always have. I was raised Roman Catholic, and I still practice the Catholic faith today. I go to mass every week, and I make sure that my kids go too. That way, they are kept "well versed" in the ways of the Lord, and they can have an appreciation of their Catholic faith. I guess I don't really believe in salvation because I just don't understand it at all, and I find it to be very confusing.
My kids are all disabled, as I said earlier: their disabilities range from blindness and hearing deficits to spina bifida and cerebral palsy coupled with mental retardation, but my kids are my life, and my wife and I adopted them when they were smaller. They have brought us such joy and inspiration, and they were the lights of Diane's and my life! Now I am raising them on my own, and I feel that I am failing miserably because there are times when they need a "Mother's Touch", and I know very little about being a "Mother". I am a man; I can't possibly know all THAT much about things like doing laundry, ironing clothes, or cooking up a gourmet meal! LOL
I met Louisiana Sandusky and her beautiful Miracle Family last year when the AASK agency (Aid to the Adoption of Special Kids) had their picnic in Nashville, Tennessee, Louisiana's home, last year, and they were quite memorable, to say the very least. I will never forget Louisiana or Bill, or their kindness and compassion that they showed to us, and they have a lovely family, which was unlike a lot of families I have ever seen! I have never seen a family with so many kids, and yet despite the huge number of kids in that family, there was still more than plenty of enough love to go around, and it was obvious just by looking just how well cared for (and loved) the kids were! I wish there were more families like the Sanduskys around; the world would be a much better place, that is for DARN sure!
Well, Regina, this is about it for now. I will write more later, after I hear from you. Thank you again for your prayers and your inspiring, uplifting encouraging message of hope! That couldn't have come at a better time! I will be going now, my eyes are misting up yet again...take care, and may God bless you always!
(((HUGS))) and love, a new "amigo" (friend) in Texas, Hildago H. Aguilar. :( >tears<
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6/23/2005
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Tuesday, June 21, 2005, 12:37 p.m., C.D.T.~
