A Letter From Mom
All right, I am ready; bring on the straight-jackets. Some of you are apt to think that way after reading this hub. So be it, as long as every one of my children and their mates read this, you can do whatever you like with me.
This morning, after I arrived home from work, guess who was waiting for me in our bedroom? Yep, Mom. She told me that she was in wait until I was in the right frame of mind. We talked and hugged and talked some more. I cried and Jonda comforted me; both her and the Holy Spirit.
Before I will be able to sleep today after working all night, Jonda made me promise to write this to all of you. You are all on Facebook, so she knows you will all read this. I promised my love that I would write it, and never will I ever again go against a promise I made to Jonda.'
Read on, I am typing, but Mom is speaking:
I Am Alive!
My children, my beautiful children; know that I am watching. I love you and want the very best for every one of you. This includes all of you, girlfriends, boyfriends, and extended children; you all know who you are.
I am having Greg write this for one reason and one reason only!
I have a question for all of you: Do you want to see me again? I want to see you here with me; all of you. I stayed there on Earth waiting for the right time that I know your Dad would be prepared. I would have much rather been home with Jesus, but my worry for all of you has kept me here.
Your Dad made the decision a long time ago and every one of you children followed in his steps and accepted Jesus
Without singling any of you out, I must say it is time to reaffirm your trust and faith in God the Father, God the Son and God the Holy Spirit. Go to church kids; if only you realized what church did for your Dad and me. Sure, there will be people at every church that are fake, but there are those that are real. Get with your sweethearts right now and pray about it.
In our later years, your Dad and I prayed a lot. We prayed about everything, there is nothing to little or big; after all, it is God we are talking about here.
You know kids, I wanted to talk about this more with you all before I left, but I just didn't know how. I should have just spit it out; your Dad too! Well we are both spitting it out now.
Manny, Amy and Amy; you know that your Dad goes to a great church and he would just love to have you all sitting next to him. Please go and spend time with your Dad before he comes back to me.
Ok, you should have got all that, it's real simple and we will all be together forever. I have one other thing:
You boys better get married! I have waited long enough!
I love you and know that I am still alive and there are many people waiting for me as I will be waiting for you. Now Greg, please tell me to go to Jesus.
Kids, I just asked your mom to go to Jesus. I felt a relief and sorrow.
I have cried so much in the last 2 hours, last night's thunderstorms were nothing.
I wrote what my love wanted me to write to all of you. I am going to share it once, so I think that it is up to you to make sure your brother or sister sees it.
I love all of you kids. That goes for all of you,there are probably hundreds out there Jonda and I could claim are our kids.
© G.L. Boudonck
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