Thanks for inviting me to the group. I hope that you realize that i'm here for you, and i want to see you having a happy life. I know you can, and i'll tell you why. I've seen a beautiful girl inside and out when you've been with me, and it's because you're happy being around someone who listens. I promise I will help you find that kind of person, but I need you to promise me that you want do anything to harm yourself. I love u

Hello Bobbie, I have just read your letter and heard your cry for help. I am truly sorry for the loss of your mama. It sounds as though the relationship between you was very special and wonderful. I shared that kind of loving relationship with my mom and when I lost her in 1997 I knew that I would never have that kind of closeness with anyone else for the remainder of my life. It was frightening to invision my life without her in it. It was five years from the time she was diagnosed with COPD, until the time that she went home. Knowing that our time here together was coming to an end, we made the very best of those last five years. I was just certain that I had come to terms with what was inevidable and had convinced myself that I could be okay. I had made that promise to my mom, putting her at ease because we kept our promises to each other always. As the sun arose to fill the sky, on my very first morning here and mom not, I opened my eyes and was stunned to realize that I was crying and obviously had been for some time. It was a first for me , but not a last and it was how I woke up for the following two mornings. I became increasingly concerned as I thought about the promise I'd made her. I felt it must be because she was gone that I cried in my sleep, but I could not recall any conscious thoughts or dreams prior to waking so it was just a guess. I spent the whole of day three laying in bed, lacking any reason to get up. As I laid there I wondered,as I'm sure you have too, how long will my life be this bad. Then I heard a giggle and th ought, 'that couldn't be me, I'll probably never laugh again in this life. But oh yes it was , I had laughed and because i'd recalled something funny we had done together less than a week earlier. I spent the rest of that day thinking of first one thing and another. We had enjoyed so much together and we went out of our way to make each other laugh. I realized I could not have been more Blessed than having her for my mother. God put us together, Our Father is Great. I want you to think about what a Wonderful thing God has done for you too. Our moms are safe and painfree and loved abundantly ,we should be greatful for that. It would be selfish of us to bring them back to us, if we could. I don't want my mom to suffer anymore, and I'm sure you don't want that for your mama either. So ,there's only one other thing we can do....it is up to us to get to them and we are the only ones that will do it. Remember the good times with your mom and keep those images in your heart Pray, Praise the Lord and keep that line open, its the only path that leads to your mom.