Thea's Thoughts

55 Days

Happy 4th of July.

W.O.M. The world of the missing is dark and confusing. What makes everything bearable is the support I have from family and friends. I’m so glad that I belong to this kind of family because in spite of the crisis, we still cling to our faith, hope & humor.

My Family
My Family

So, this 4th of July, I’m grateful for a lot of things:

The wonderful memories I have of Steve and the love that we have for each other.

My little one who makes me happy & loved.

My mom who keeps me grounded.

My aunt Naomi’s day long cooking, creative prayers & convincing powers.

My cousin Karen & Justine, who had been taking care of Kyle whenever the need arises.

My auntie Vangie’s prayers that pacify my soul.

My uncle Alan, for his off beat jokes and humor.

I’m also grateful for knowing Steve’s family. They are my family, too.

Some people might not understand our family but that’s how we deal. Everyday, I’m grateful to God that I have them.

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