David always loved rainy days because he was a mason contractor by day and if it rained he had the day off. He loved to spend the day writing music and playing his guitar. One night he taught Allyson how to do a rain dance. Imagine her 3 year old delight when she woke up the next morning to an actual rainy day!
It has really been bothering me lately that we have had so many new additions to our family since David's death. Bothering me in a way as to what do we tell these "new" kids about Dave. They are getting older, they see his picture's and they hear us "mention" him and they ask questions. They are still too young to hear the graphic details. Allyson is now 14 going on 40 and she has very vivid memories of her Uncle. But the little ones they have no clue who this man was. This was one of the reasons I wrote the book. When they are old enough they will be able to read all about their Uncle Dave and who he was, not just "how" he died.
It is raining today and I am smiling and allowing myself to remember the good memories. I just cannot help being just a little angry and a lot sad that David will not be here as we prepare to welcome our newest family member; Peyton Elizabeth who will arrive via C-Section on May 28th. He would have loved the fact that she is being named after an awesome quarterback (not an Eagle) but awesome none the less.
I am overwhelmed by the number of virtual friends I am making and like the title of my blog..They say everyone has a story; everyone does. I am reading some of the saddest stories and some of the most glorious and my favorite the most hysterically funny stories. My sad little blog is growing up and has been getting a lot of followers lately. I cannot tell you how much this warms my heart. I thank Mrs.4444's at "halfpasskissintime" for a lot of my new friends, if you have a chance to visit her the link is down below. She is amazing and is actually having a contest so you will be happy you made the visit. Also all of my new friends at "She Writes" what a great space for us writer's to feel at home. Okay enough rambling for a rainy Tuesday. I wish you all a positive and productive week!
"Bristol Stomp" will take readers to the scene of the crime, a horrific, random Road Rage murder that takes place on a quiet, tree lined street in a small Pennsylvania River town.
They say every face in a crowd has a story to tell, this is my story..
The news shows and newspapers all called it 'Road Rage'. To me that sounded like a disease, an affliction that can make you kill. A sorry excuse to take the claw end of a hammer and slam it repeatedly into the skull of a human being. In April of 1999 my little brother passed away. Doesn't passed away sound so gentle, even normal? David's death was neither. It was murder. He was found lying in a strangers driveway in a pool of blood. He had been punched, stomped and beaten over his entire body. I still have so many questions. I wrote this book at first for therapy and then for answers. I have found a few. I mainly realized l lost a brother tragically and senselessly. Like every other face in the crowd I have a story..and I want to share my story with you! PUBLICATION DATE TO BE ANNOUNCED LATE SUMMER/EARLY FALL :)
Hugs to you today, Doreen!
ReplyDeleteThank you Beth; I appreciate the hugs!
ReplyDeletePrayers for you, my friend...:)
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by my blog!
ReplyDeleteYou are an amazing writer. I love this post.
Congrats on the new baby, I love the name! I'm sending good thoughts your way and hope for only the best for both mommy and baby!
This post was a wonderful tribute to David.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for visiting me today. I'm sending prayers and hugs your way, my friend!
Thank you so much for all the prayers and hugs; I really appreciate your kindness!
ReplyDeleteDavid already knows the children as he is with their souls before they incarnate here on earth. So they their soul already knows who he is. It is another way of seeing things I suppose. Hope it helps :) x
ReplyDeleteThank you Angelguided..that is exactly the way I see it..a little girl told me David would always make sure I had a baby to hold so I wouldn't be sad anymore..how would she even come up with something like that..I am a believer!
ReplyDeleteWhat a perfect thing for your granddaughter to say. Children say things from such an innocent and pure place, don't they?
ReplyDeleteChildren never stop amazing me with there innocent insight and I am so blessed to never have empty arms. There is nothing more amazing to me than to see my babies grown up and being amazing parents..
ReplyDeleteThanks for the plug! :) I'm it warms David's heart to know that he has not been forgotten and still holds an important place in your family.
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