what do i want for Christmas.? well i have thought long and hard about what i want for Christmas and i have come up with something! i want my mom for Christmas i realized how much i really missed her(evryday) but especiallly yesterday when i visited morgans house and was talking with her mom about random things... i missed the way i used to antagonise my mom, just to see her laugh(which usually ended up with her beating me up ha) or talking to the goat about how much mr.pig would eat and where he put all of that food (the goat always said he would explode oneday from eating sooo much food ha)or the way she would stick up for anyone on our hockey team and almost get in fights at tournaments (with girls that literally outweighed her by a couple hundred pounds for some reason i think her fighting spirit got passed down to me when she died ha.)but honestly i hurt today thinking about it! why does someone live to be a hundred ? and someone else 42? seriously i wanna open presents with my mom one more time or even just give her a hug. and i could definatly use her advise about some events that have taken place lately!!! anyways i hope she know that i love her and i miss you
i wrote this poem awhile ago for you goatie merry Christmas!!!
into the other side (mom)
What happened yesterday
when my heart gave way?
No air inside,no eyes to see your life is gone!
today im holding the hand of God, finally im truly alive, my feet no longer numb!!!
i've made it home
dear mom,
did it hurt when you passed into the other side? did it hurt when you heard me lie? did you fall on your knees ? tell me could you speak of anything, when he took your hand, when he wiped away your tears? are your feet no longer numb?
i wanna say goodbye but i know its not goodbye? its just the start
one day i will see you again
one day he will bring me home
i willl finally be alive!!
finally you have started your life.......
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I think that would be the best gift of this Christmas...I would give up all mine for that
I wish it wasn't appointed to you to be the reminder; but you are a reminder nonetheless to all of us, I think, not to take our loved ones—family or friends—for granted. Their continued presence in our lives may be likely, but is certainly not guaranteed.
So in the absence of your mom, I pray that El Shaddai will be an abiding presence and peace in your heart. If you want to know why I chose that name for God in particular, do some digging on the original meaning—and more specifically, on the implicit gender (and attendant characteristics) of the name.
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