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Jonathan
The loss of a child, can be quite hard, to bare, it’s just not the natural order and it will never seem fair. Our children are everything, we give them our all. They get every hug and kiss, and we pick them up when they fall. I remember a little boy who I have not seen, in quite a while. His laugh was infectious and I can still see his smile. He is now a grown man, but that is not what I see. I just see that little boy, laughing and smiling back at me. He was a part of something special, a family that I love and adore. They helped mend my broken heart, and never shut their door. Weekends at the lake and holidays spent in their home, in my hour of need, they made sure that I was never alone. No greater love have I seen, in all my days, than that of this family, with their kind and generous ways. It’s been twenty-five years since this young boy was born, I am sorry for your loss, and now with you I will mourn.
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