| Michael Bland November 4, 1974 ~ April 6, 2007 |
Our Dear Son Mike,
We miss you so much. This Thanksgiving is going to be so hard, but we will get
through it for you. Dad, Chelle, Joe and Chris are hurting still so much. I am doing the
best I can. Everyone seems to have pulled together for everyone.
Your birthday was hard for me and Dad. I know you heard us singing and crying at the
same time. Dad and Joe miss you horribly at work. i don't know how they do it every
day. Chelle is acting brave on the outside and hurting on the inside. Chris feels like he
has to be reponsible for all of us now. Joe still keeps to himself pretty much. I worry
about Joe. I believe he is hurting a lot.
I wish I could wrap my arms around your neck and give you a kiss and tell you, I love
you more. We'll see each other again one day. I know Linda is safe because you are
protecting her. Tell her I miss her so much and I'm trying to do the right thing.
I love you!
Mom
We miss you so much. This Thanksgiving is going to be so hard, but we will get
through it for you. Dad, Chelle, Joe and Chris are hurting still so much. I am doing the
best I can. Everyone seems to have pulled together for everyone.
Your birthday was hard for me and Dad. I know you heard us singing and crying at the
same time. Dad and Joe miss you horribly at work. i don't know how they do it every
day. Chelle is acting brave on the outside and hurting on the inside. Chris feels like he
has to be reponsible for all of us now. Joe still keeps to himself pretty much. I worry
about Joe. I believe he is hurting a lot.
I wish I could wrap my arms around your neck and give you a kiss and tell you, I love
you more. We'll see each other again one day. I know Linda is safe because you are
protecting her. Tell her I miss her so much and I'm trying to do the right thing.
I love you!
Mom
