micah lee david howard

I hope that you are well, Nana.  My Jacky turned 29 this last April, so I know the pride and joy of watching a child reach "another" year of maturity.

It's hard watching them have to grow through experiences that mature them far beyond their young years, though.  (I'm so sorry, Angela, that you have to experience such extreme loss at your very young age.  Wake up, baby girl, and listen.....YOU loved your child!  You LOVE your child.  Did you laff with him?  Do you mourn for him?  You LOVE your child.  You are a good mother.  You will forever be a good and better mother.)

Same as you, Nana>>I can see the perfect mother in you, and the bettering part.  You grieve so for your gr'child, but yearn to wrap your arms around his mama.  Just being able to hold her will maybe make everything all right, and get the world back on track?  Just to be able to laugh and cry together?  It won't bring Micah back, but.....it will make everything okay again...and cause Micah giggles to rain from heaven?

Your family puts me so much in mind of my family, my Angie and Haven....  I can't count the times that we have argued over her, what is best for her and bully'crap'ish stuff'style arguments.  But bottom line is>>>we love her.  Neither of us would want harm to come her way.  Sometimes she's right, sometimes I'm wrong....and vice'versa.

Bottom'line>healing comes with kneeling<not only with prayer at the knee of God, but with each other.

As a family.  Understanding and reaching out  within our needs embracing each other.

I'm beginning to feel like a nut'case on these sites, but with my daddy down and on the last count, and myself being the only of four of his children to give him the time of day...to be there for him if it is possibly his final moment.....I know and realize what spells love.  FAMILY.

Dear Angela, give yourself a break, and enjoy your birthday.  It's okay.  (By the way, happy birthday, baby girl!  You deserve a smile!)

Nana?  Quit sweating your first true major life cruise.  Micah is soooo okay....honestly, probably Jacky has him practicing with some new sweat'gun b'b style sweat ping thing of a pellet...

I stepped out back today, and something COLD slapped me in the fore'head.  I knocked it off just as quick, a tiny black spider.  I had to grin, after looking into the mirror>>>it didn't have time to bite me.

this is the wonder of my dreams