On
this Thanksgiving, raise your glass and toast you child or children who are now
angels, be thankful for the ways in which they touched your lives and the
memories and joy they left behind.. From our families to yours, we feel your heartache, but know that you are in our prayers and we hope you will
find peace this Thanksgiving and joy in the memories of your child…Cherie Houston
FIRST
THANKSGIVING
The
thought of being thankful
fills
my heart with dread.
They’ll
all be feigning gladness,
not
a word about her said.
These
heavy shrouds of blackness
enveloping
my soul,
pervasive,
throat-catching,
writhe
in me, and coil.
I
must, I must acknowledge,
just
express her name,
so
all sitting at the table,
know
I’m thankful that she came.
Though
she’s gone from us forever
and
we mourn to see her face,
not
one minute of her living,
would
her death ever replace.
So
I stop the cheerful gathering,
though
my voice quivers, quakes,
make
a toast to all her living ~
That
small tribute’s all it takes.
~
Genesse Bourdeau
Gentry from
Stars
in the Deepest – After the Death of a Child
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