bereavement, How do i tell my son?
Feb 12th 2008, 9:40 am
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Re: bereavement, How do i tell my son?
I'm so sorry to hear your news. I hope your son is OK.
Feb 12th 2008, 9:41 am
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Re: bereavement, How do i tell my son?
You sound like a fantastic parent so I'm sure with your love he'll be just fine. Sorry for your and his loss. It's very hard to be so far from someone you love when they're ill, isn't it?
Feb 12th 2008, 9:47 am
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Re: bereavement, How do i tell my son?
Thanks Teresa and Dorothy, your kind words are very much appreciated.
I try my best to be a good dad but there's no manual is there.
Maybe I'll write my own.
Jazzys
I try my best to be a good dad but there's no manual is there.
Maybe I'll write my own.
Jazzys
Feb 12th 2008, 9:52 am
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Re: bereavement, How do i tell my son?
My mum died in 1997 in England and my niece in Sydney, Amy, then eight, was very upset. She wrote a note which my brother read out at mum's funeral and I thought I would share it with you.
'Dear Nana,
When daddy told me you had gone to Heaven I cried. I didn't think I would be happy again. We went outside at night and looked for you in the stars. I made a wish on the brightest star. I didn't tell my daddy my wish in case it didn't come true. But I will tell you Nana. I wished for you to come and see me one more time.
Love Amy'
I told Amy that Nana would always be on her shoulder and whenever she felt a puff of wind that would be Nana blowing in her ear.
I think I believed it more than her!
Of course Amy is now eighteen and out raging at the weekend and I can't believe she was ever the 'Shirley Temple' that I remember!
Dave
'Dear Nana,
When daddy told me you had gone to Heaven I cried. I didn't think I would be happy again. We went outside at night and looked for you in the stars. I made a wish on the brightest star. I didn't tell my daddy my wish in case it didn't come true. But I will tell you Nana. I wished for you to come and see me one more time.
Love Amy'
I told Amy that Nana would always be on her shoulder and whenever she felt a puff of wind that would be Nana blowing in her ear.
I think I believed it more than her!
Of course Amy is now eighteen and out raging at the weekend and I can't believe she was ever the 'Shirley Temple' that I remember!
Dave
