The Letter
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There was no Valentine’s dinner last night. When I got home, The Professor was asleep in bed. I woke him up to let him know I was home (per standing orders that I shouldn’t be afraid to wake him up to let him know I’m back/going out) and he said he’d be getting up shortly….
Coughing, vomitting, temp=102.1. I think I’ve pulled every muscle in my abdomen that I possess. Going back to bed now.
After I returned to the apartment complex after work yesterday, I went immediately to the management office to complain about the partially painted doors on my floor (they repainted the hallways last weekend, but neglected to put more than a sloppy base coat on the fire doors on my floor, and they look like crap)….
*sigh* The one person I wanted to spend my birthday with slept through it. The Professor woke up at about three in the afternoon. We went out and grabbed a bite to eat; he paid, for which I feel guilty since he doesn’t have a lot of spare cash at the moment. When we got…
“If toast always lands butter-side down, and cats always land on their feet, what happens if you strap toast on the back of a cat and drop it?” -Steven Wright Kibbles ‘n Bits it ain’t, but the beads sure are little itty bitty things. Satan’s Little Fart Cloud’s new medication requires that I open up…
That’s the bad thing about the holidays. They have this annoying tendency to end before you’ve given them permission to. And so yesterday I found myself back behind my desk, wondering what happened to my lovely day off. It doesn’t help that I have to work tomorrow. Christmas is over, the weekend is truncated, and…
this is the kind of letter that is tough to write, but you pull it off. too bad they can’t know more about you.
I think that’s pretty good. I tried to read it from the recipient’s perspective. I think that you waited until this time of year is actually very good. The first holiday season after losing a loved one is very difficult, and this letter might make it easier. The only thing I might even suggest to add is that you are taking exceptional care of their child’s liver, that you don’t drink and are careful about medication that could damage it. They might feel better to know that the doctors are unsure as to why your original liver failed but that you were not engaging in behaviors that could have put you at risk. Oh, and you could add that it is working normally.
The above are just suggestions, and those particulars are not necessary, I suppose, but if it were the Kid, I would feel better to know that whoever got his organs would take good care of them.
~Cali
Beautiful.
That letter made me get teary eyed,,,and that’s rare for me. It is a beautiful letter.
I am thankful that you got that gift.
Jami
Great letter. You have always had a way with words.
Beautiful…
Beautiful…
Beautiful.
What a beautiful letter.
I would not change a thing.
Telling them about your past health would only make them sad and they do not need to know that.
You did an excellent job telling them just what they needed to know….that you are leading a ‘normal, healthy and happy life’ once again, thanks to their ‘decision’.
That will make them ‘happy’ knowing that they did they right thing. Also knowing that part of ‘them’ is living on, in you, is comforting to them, alone.
Again….
What a Beautiful letter.
Love,
Honey
P.S…
You letter also tells them…
What a ‘Beautiful person’ you are.
I think it’s a great letter. I think you did a great job showing how much a difference it has made to your life. I’m glad you were able to find the words.
~QE
That was beautiful. I know they will love and appreciate it.
A beautiful letter! I’m sure the recipients will appreciate it.
Love from Thubten
I think this very difficult letter, reflects such a deep gratitude that no more even needs being said.
Beautiful.
ck
ps..there was a private message yesterday for you I know the notifies werent going through.
I need Kleenex.
I missed the letter.
I think it was a wonderful letter. 🙂