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Clover

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  This article was written and posted on October 31, 2011 🍀 Today, while my daughter was at kindergarten, I went to the store where I had this ↓ personalized Clover mobil strap holder made. Feeling very lonely being alone in the department store, I murmured, "K, K!" many times. Crowded public space seems to trigger intense grief for me. I used to love shopping by myself.... So, today, I purchased this! It is a Keychain! I went in today because the store has a special campaign.  If you buy a product from them today, they will engrave your name on a Clover motif. The green clover motif has my name on the other side! This made to order keychain is the only piece in the world, you get to choose your own stones, their color and locations, and even style of the chain etc... It's fun to build it. I was looking around the store while waiting for it to be made. Guess what! I received a special message from K. There was a written description about Clover. It read, "In the w...

Encouraging Words from K

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  This article was written on October 27, 2011🍀 These Jigsaw Puzzles were hanging on K's bedroom wall. Thank You So Happy Do Your Best!!   We Will Be Together Forever Looking at the puzzles now, all these words felt like messages from K. Back then, what was he thinking while he worked on these pieces.  There's no way he knew his fate in the future. He couldn't have known that these puzzles would console his mother's broken heart. Is it possible his soul knew....? K, Thanks. I know we are always together

Is this how you see us here?

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This article was written on October 25, 2011 🍀 Currently, I am a homeroom mother for my daughter's kindergarten. I usually do my work in the parents' room on the second floor. The parents' room has a big window with curtains. When you open the curtains, you can see the play ground right below. The other day, looking out the window alone, I saw my daughter running outside to play. I peered through a crack in the curtain and watched her play for a while. She was chatting with friends, dancing excitedly, and smiling happily. I found myself smiling also while watching my daughter play. And, that was when I realized. Perhaps, K watches us just like this from high up in the sky. He can see us clearly, however, we do not notice that. A person who is ahead of me in the grief journey once told me, "What I can tell you now is something anyone can understand. Our children's spirits exist somewhere like on the other side of a curtain which is crack opened. That place is in an...