Cheers
Give a Cheer
Give a Cheer
Supplies:
Cardstock- Bazzill
Patterned Paper- 7 Gypsies and Rusty Pickle
Natural Netting- Jest Charming
Circle Clips- Target
Ink- StazOn
Poemstone- Sonnets Computer Fonts- Jayne Print and Papyrus
Journaling reads:
The first time I ever remember experiencing
death was on February 5, 1978, when I was
just shy of nine years old. I knew something
was wrong by the way the adults around me
whispered and wept. I think deep in my heart
I knew what had happened. I could feel it.
Even so, when my dad told me that Uncle Jim
went to Heaven to be with God, I fell to the floor,
unable to stop the pain, not trying to stop the
tears, and I sobbed. I hid in the playroom, not
wanting to talk to anyone. I remember being
very angry with God for taking him from me.
God didn't need him; I did. Who was going to
share American cheese and cracker sandwich
snacks with me? Who was going to look at me
with hands on his hips and say, "You know,
your grandmother is no gentleman?" It wasn't
funny when anyone else said it. Whose lap was
I going to curl up on in the leather recliner,
HIS chair, and whose arms were going to hold me?
Who was going to chase away the scary dreams
and keep me safe from bad guys? No, God didn't
need him. I wanted God to give him back.
Losing Uncle Jim left me questioning the religion
that I was raised to believe in. Reflecting on that
now, perhaps I never really got over his death at
all. I couldn't say good-bye then, and twenty-six
years later, it isn't any easier.
No products have been added to this project.
Thanks for spreading positivity!
February 17, 2004
February 11, 2004
February 11, 2004
February 11, 2004
February 11, 2004
February 11, 2004
February 11, 2004
February 11, 2004
February 11, 2004
February 11, 2004