tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019157574200597142.comments2013-01-17T21:32:07.441-08:00Dead LettersSherry Clark Petersonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03364202809445714353noreply@blogger.comBlogger25125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019157574200597142.post-31524277715651456512012-04-26T06:49:48.677-07:002012-04-26T06:49:48.677-07:00You would be a fabulous president. Have I ever to...You would be a fabulous president. Have I ever told you how proud of you I am and have been? Your faced the beast and have beaten it. Yes, it sometimes rears its head but you have won!<br /><br />"Worked the system," eh? Doubt it. You did what was necessary for your girls, for you in spite of deadbeat dads and little familial support. You are quite an example and one I remembered as I struggled to complete college. Thank you.<br /><br />love you, cuz,<br />meMrs.Placehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08145224792207479962noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019157574200597142.post-72400174265142203562012-04-20T20:56:47.442-07:002012-04-20T20:56:47.442-07:00Wow, thanks for sharing. So beautifully writtena ...Wow, thanks for sharing. So beautifully writtena and from the heart. <br /><br />Praying for your dad. what a awesome thing to do, write to your daughter. I need to do something for my son. You write with such feeling and love. I started writing in a journal. I hate this feeling of despair and pain. LOve and hugs to you, Doris HansonAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019157574200597142.post-66641400643991918872012-04-20T12:31:08.252-07:002012-04-20T12:31:08.252-07:00Sherry, I wish I was closer. I am so sorry you ar...Sherry, I wish I was closer. I am so sorry you are having to go through this. Many things I remember with the childs memory of the occurrences at your house on base; it hurts again. You are not only a good person, you are a PHENOMENAL person! How many others in that god-forsaken extended family have been able to do what you have? <br /><br />Cousin, please know I am here if you EVER want to chat - no matter what time or day.<br /><br />love,<br />debiMrs.Placehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08145224792207479962noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019157574200597142.post-52744249396596036442012-04-19T22:46:38.844-07:002012-04-19T22:46:38.844-07:00Sherry, I am so sorry you are having to deal with ...Sherry, I am so sorry you are having to deal with this. You were such a rock for me when mom started having problems with her heart. I can't imagine what would have happened if Dwaine had treated me like Mari is treating you. What is wrong with her? You are not trying to take her place only the place that belongs to you. She may love him now but it is relatively new; you have loved him all your life - maybe not liked him sometimes, but always loved him.<br />You, cousin, are an amazing woman, daughter, friend, sister, mother; accomplished lawyer, cook, author. There is little you cannot do!<br />I am here if you want / need to vent or just talk.<br />love you,<br />debiMrs.Placehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08145224792207479962noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019157574200597142.post-41177517209588791792012-04-12T18:55:11.220-07:002012-04-12T18:55:11.220-07:00YOU ARE A GOOD PERSON!!! (AND YES, I'M YELLING...YOU ARE A GOOD PERSON!!! (AND YES, I'M YELLING! I'M ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE STATE AND WANT TO BE SURE YOU HEAR ME!!)Mrs. Doremushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00101665987816093010noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019157574200597142.post-54119418313168790542012-04-12T15:55:23.741-07:002012-04-12T15:55:23.741-07:00you are an extraordinarily good personyou are an extraordinarily good personJeanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03663106801099327175noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019157574200597142.post-50935679901869491492012-04-09T23:36:56.745-07:002012-04-09T23:36:56.745-07:00Evocative. We all have to apologize to our childr...Evocative. We all have to apologize to our children, the dead and the living. <br />Mistakes made in innocence. Be kind to yourself, leave nothing unsaid . Read him this story.<br /><br />Love , JeanJeanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03663106801099327175noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019157574200597142.post-80906016370770713992012-03-01T04:07:00.483-08:002012-03-01T04:07:00.483-08:00hugging you with gratitude for sharing your life a...hugging you with gratitude for sharing your life and grief with a fellow grieving momMarshahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06479385716346352668noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019157574200597142.post-92199208047426446192012-01-31T06:30:03.540-08:002012-01-31T06:30:03.540-08:00What a beautiful testament to your love for your d...What a beautiful testament to your love for your daughter. I am honored that you have entrusted something so special to us.Your words and actions show something of the great love between you. Thank you for sharing it with us. Deb KosmerDEBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17464095179140212676noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019157574200597142.post-9280794110422171722012-01-31T06:27:02.936-08:002012-01-31T06:27:02.936-08:00Your beautiful writing wraps itself around the rea...Your beautiful writing wraps itself around the readers heart. I am so honored you are entrusting something so special to us. Your words and your actions you write about speak volumes about your love for your daughter. I can only imagine your love for one another. Thank you for giving us a glimpse of it. Deb KosmerDEBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17464095179140212676noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019157574200597142.post-61824657654095418942012-01-12T22:58:58.023-08:002012-01-12T22:58:58.023-08:00We have indoor plumbing my dear and a washer and d...We have indoor plumbing my dear and a washer and dryer AND clothes line. Its' been cool at night, early morning. 67ish with no heat or insulation so be prepared.<br /><br />Do not pack towels. I have plenty. <br /><br />See you soon. JeanJeanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03663106801099327175noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019157574200597142.post-57411187393546902762011-12-31T01:36:12.584-08:002011-12-31T01:36:12.584-08:00Let them flow, those salty tears that mingle with ...Let them flow, those salty tears that mingle with the sweet chocolate into a sweet muddy puddle. Let them flow and know that my hands lie just below your chin, catching each bitter sweet drop. There is no rush. Inhale, scream, bake. Be with whatever comes, they are feelings. Feelings you've earned. If you don't allow them to come they won't move through. They will never fully pass.<br /><br />We will toast a cup of them soon to each other and our dead children. We will sip and pour into the sea. <br /><br />Take care, JeanJeanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03663106801099327175noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019157574200597142.post-41673406463200538302011-12-12T22:18:48.177-08:002011-12-12T22:18:48.177-08:00"Watching the western horizon, on my right, ..."Watching the western horizon, on my right, Squak Mountain looks like a sleeping woman, lightly covered with a cloud down blanket. Lights shine across her chest like diamonds. She sleeps soundly between the setting moon, the rising sun, and still is witness to the beauty." Magnificent, Sherry. Thank you. - DaveDavid Piercehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08420872981166266230noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019157574200597142.post-90120139025958072292011-11-01T10:15:28.034-07:002011-11-01T10:15:28.034-07:00Sherry, how beautiful that you write regularly to ...Sherry, how beautiful that you write regularly to your daughter. I am sure it is as painful as it is helpful. I feel in my heart that she receives your love and voice. The Day of the Dead is a celebration, a ritual to help you through your grief. Your writing helps us through our own. Much peace to you. ~JoanUnknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11397658205716338372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019157574200597142.post-15350089371851538112011-10-31T23:46:48.875-07:002011-10-31T23:46:48.875-07:00Breathtaking and brutal. After the death of my dau...Breathtaking and brutal. After the death of my daughter in 2007 I began celebrating Day of the Dead myself and also have an altar. Tomorrow I will dress myself up and light a candle and go to her grave Nd my grandparents graves too.<br /><br />You are in my thoughtsKnottedFingershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11397327008284211590noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019157574200597142.post-40936378392217596902011-10-13T10:56:23.114-07:002011-10-13T10:56:23.114-07:00nice photo. thanks for sharing your memories. tak...nice photo. thanks for sharing your memories. take care.<br /><br />--debiMrs.Placehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08145224792207479962noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019157574200597142.post-6134193792686094682011-07-08T09:35:50.715-07:002011-07-08T09:35:50.715-07:00what a lovely picture you paint. miss you, cousin...what a lovely picture you paint. miss you, cousin.Mrs.Placehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08145224792207479962noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019157574200597142.post-81855586769560290802011-06-28T09:47:41.766-07:002011-06-28T09:47:41.766-07:00You are blessed to have this person in your life,h...You are blessed to have this person in your life,however <br />Fleeting time presses you. A year of mourning is a meager amount of time in which to adjust to so much loss. You are both still doing very hard work. Two and a half years for Steve, still only beginning to get past it. But look at what you are celebrating! Moving and wonderful.Barbarannhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08745543434020209282noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019157574200597142.post-66252404528815111902011-06-28T09:38:16.650-07:002011-06-28T09:38:16.650-07:00You nail it all in your last paragraph, but beginn...You nail it all in your last paragraph, but beginning with the previous sentence: jealousy poisons everything. Many daughters never separate from their mothers, to recognize mother is actually a real person with a real identity long before she was mother. <br /><br />Resentment of a child lost to death is so difficult. Your girl will have to make closure from afar since this is a final separation. The much pain is hard to live. Hard to read. But you are wise to write it. Does <br />your child read your blog? The loss of a resented sister implies the possibility <br />That she might be harboring a lot of guilt.Barbarannhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08745543434020209282noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019157574200597142.post-43470292126792608692011-06-15T21:43:26.046-07:002011-06-15T21:43:26.046-07:00The intensity is overwhelming. To lose your daught...The intensity is overwhelming. To lose your daughter and then to be caught in these knots of relationships with your other daughter, in which they become tighter as you pull on them, makes life seem like the real hell. Endless fire and being gnawed on by demons doesn't even come close. Please look for answers in your dreams, Sherry. From Andrea. On this full-moon night. Pen and paper handy.David Piercehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08420872981166266230noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019157574200597142.post-11589468591346286172011-05-16T07:52:30.018-07:002011-05-16T07:52:30.018-07:00We only slighty touched on this conversation last ...We only slighty touched on this conversation last night. Let the relationship be what it is, he is Steve and you are Sherry. As long as you have companionship, enjoy each others company and fing comfort in his arms, or just being in the same room, there doesn't need to be a name for what you have. A name is a name and doesn't make what you have found in each other any different. Love you Sis!Karenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08470089412306864532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019157574200597142.post-17226164701180817332011-05-15T12:45:19.902-07:002011-05-15T12:45:19.902-07:00enjoyed you post this morning..hope you find grace...enjoyed you post this morning..hope you find grace and peace and remember healing is a journey..I lost my Jason 5 years ago, sometimes it is like yesterday and then again I find myself something he kidded me about and I find myself laughing...memories do not dim in time but they do hurt less...you are in our prayers..JeffJeff N,https://www.blogger.com/profile/02680075804835920888noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019157574200597142.post-81599993807101934102011-05-04T06:07:50.670-07:002011-05-04T06:07:50.670-07:00Dear Sherry,
What a courageous and loving soul you...Dear Sherry,<br />What a courageous and loving soul you are! You have chosen to share this terrible journey and our combined heartaches, with others. I have another friend that writes to her son on FB everyday and her words often echo my own. I find it very cathartic to write letters to my son (Who passed away in 2006) and to journal my feelings. But I've never shared them with anyone. <br />Thank You for sharing this private world. It will help others on their journey. I have bookmarked your page and will return often to read your letters. And I truly believe that you beautiful daughter reads them all....<br />My heat goes out to you and I'm many sending you many cyber (((HUGS)) <3<br />~Bonnie~Bonniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12727069748309886252noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019157574200597142.post-54122287350219706892011-04-15T15:55:29.430-07:002011-04-15T15:55:29.430-07:00Aunt Sherry,
This one brought tears to my eyes. I...Aunt Sherry,<br />This one brought tears to my eyes. I had to wipe my eyes in order to continue to read it. Your writing is powerful.<br />Love you!Lisa Maehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03003027351744634667noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8019157574200597142.post-31929365584929219022011-04-15T05:15:29.384-07:002011-04-15T05:15:29.384-07:00Beautiful, Sherry! You always bring tears to my e...Beautiful, Sherry! You always bring tears to my eyes. Every time I read what you have written, I am so sorry and so sad that you lost your daughter because no one should have to go through what you have been through. It is wonderful, though, how you keep her with you and keep her in the world with your words.<br /><br />Keep writing! All the best, Lisa.Lisa Beliveauhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09495819298397648302noreply@blogger.com