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- did you dream last night about buying some great music for your kid while helping a great cause? check this out - http://bit.ly/cGDgK5 2 days ago
- it's weird to be at an airport and not have a maddy to chase. 3 days ago
- oh, the irony... http://twitpic.com/2j75rq 5 days ago
- my child is officially terrified of the pirates of the caribbean ride. 5 days ago
- on the carousel... http://twitpic.com/2j60wz 5 days ago
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soaring spirits loss foundation
Soaring Spirits Loss Foundation provides Internet based programs, an extensive on-line resource library, annual events, and peer-based support for people grieving the loss of someone they love. Visit www.sslf.org to learn more about the programs we offer.















5 Comments
this might be the only time i’ve seen you smile in a pic …how fitting
You two look so happy and so much in love you can tell something big just happened…. Your love is inspiring and it was so powerful and timeless.
It is amazing how much of Liz and you are in Maddy!!!
Wow! I hope someday I can find a love like this… You two were very lucky to find it.
I know the meaning of grief. I lost my daughter at age of 14. People aren’t used to grief. Society doesn’t like to face it. For them, we are many times heroes. But we aren’t. We are people who HAVE TO survive to a terrible loss or die. As we can’t die, we survive. That’s what we are, survivors. Each day and each hour. Every morning I wake up and think:”God, help me to go through the day.” Now I’m in peace with Him. But I asked Him many times why my beautiful 14 year old green eyed teen had passed away. She simply closed her eyes and she never opened them again. Her heart stopped beating. She had a boyfiend who was in love with her, lots of friends, was a lovely girl. And so…I was robbed from my treasure, I thought. Now, people say she is an angel. She really looked like an angel, but it was too early to my angel to fly. She was my only one.
I can’t find a reason to live, but I live. Maybe to not hurt my mom, my brother and my nephew who love me. I think about them every day to not kill myself. As I think you found in your sweetie a reason to keep alive. That’s why we say we aren’t heroes, we are human beings, tragedy knocked our doors, and we are surviving. God bless you two.