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This Date Last Year-Not a Poem

One year anniversary today of the laying to rest my beloved son Nathaniel Blaine Gibson. The most horrific, saddest, tormenting anniversary to have to experience and remember. The sting of his death is still very fresh and excruciatingly painful. Still in shock. Feeling his absence with such intensity. What a heavy burden for all of us to carry, especially for his princess Nayla. The hope in the resurrection promise is the only thing keeping us from completely loosing it. Life is not the same, true happiness is not ours at this time, we live each day in pain. We Love and Miss him so very very very much, WE ARE NOT COMPLETE AS A FAMILY WITHOUT HIM.

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James Peranteau

Date: 3/27/2015 11:27:00 AM

Joan, I pray that you are strong and patient on this; lifes journey. This ride is not over by a long shot sis. I pray in time, you will armor yourself to battle this; extremely ugly fact of life. It's been, two years and two months since Grayce died, and I still am fixed on her departure. As I'm sure shows on my last write on the Soup. We shared 6 years of bliss, you never forget that. And we sired Alex in that wed. I appear rigged about the shell, but where the clam resides; I melt at her thought, likewise with Nathaniel and Brandon.