I couldn't let another day pass without responding to your overwhelming kindness and efforts to help us during our nightmare. Please understand that I am not ready to come back to the forum as my old self in any time soon I don't think. I have written Michael a million poems, and I might put some of them on the Back Porch eventually if I get up the nerve. I spend my days as sedated as possible just to get by. The medicine keeps me numb. I prefer it that way, because in my own way, I am still waiting for Michael to find a way to come back home to me where he belongs. Jerry spends most of his time at the cemetery and Dan is just lonely as can be as you can imagine. I know you have a lot of questions and I will try and post what has gone on when I am able as you deserve to know what has happened after the fact. With much sincere love, Marty
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EDITED TO ADD: I have just added some poems on the Back Porch forum.
fam·i·ly, noun
1.
a. A fundamental social group in society typically consisting of one or two parents and their children.
b. Two or more people who share goals and values, have long-term commitments to one another, and reside usually in the same dwelling place.
2. All the members of a household under one roof.
family - an association of people who share common beliefs or activities
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TO THE LILBEGINNINGS FORUM
I've sat here with pen and paper for days
and tried to write to all of you,
but I can't seem to even begin to get started
to accomplish what I wanted to do-
So I put down my pen in frustration tonight,
as I couldn’t even hold it in my hand,
but it’s so important to us to reach all of you,
I hope you can understand.
How do I write notes to thank hundreds of people
as I sit here in my home?
I'll try to do it this way instead,
please accept this heartfelt poem.
"Thank You" seems so inadequate
for all the things that you have done,
what you did for us through all your kindness
is helping us to face the days yet to come.
We are humbled, beholding and astounded,
and there's so much left to say,
about how incredible you all have been
in so many amazing ways.
My beautiful son Michael has been ripped from this earth,
for what reason I'll never understand-
my family has been tortured beyond belief
because of the heinous acts of one terrible man.
We found ourselves reduced to a family of three,
dying ourselves inside,
we thought we were so alone with no where to turn
and no one would be by our side.
We are hurting, angry, and devastated,
and so afraid of the state of mind that we are in,
lost in some maze that we can't find our way out of,
our lives that we led have been dimmed.
We didn't care about anything anymore,
nothing would ever fix this,
a family that was happy and content in ourselves,
disappeared in a foggy mist.
We were by no means perfect,
and Michael was often mischieveious and in trouble,
I used to tell him I want to wrap him up until he's 40
and keep him in his room in a bubble.
We were just an ordinary family,
we had plenty of our ups and our downs,
but we lost a great part of ourselves,
in Michael who was our treasured family clown.
Dad loved to challenge him
to be the best he could possibly be.
Daniel looked up to him
as his mentor and best friend was he.
I loved to play and laugh with him
and encourage him to reach for the stars-
and ride his case for being so sloppy
and spending too much time working on cars.
Michael would no longer be there for us
to invent another one of his comedy routines;
just to get a laugh out of us every day,
he was always creating such a funny scene.
I keep waiting for him to come through the door
or call me on the phone,
and tell me that he's going to be late again
because his car again has broke down.
And Jerry and I would look at each other
and say "Michael's at it again"
trying this old used up excuse on us once more,
and picture his silly grin.
We were struck down thinking of all of this
and how we could ever go on,
without Michael in our lives everyday,
when we cannot accept that he is forever gone.
There were no relatives anywhere in our State
and no close friends we knew about to speak of-
at least that's what we had thought at first
until we witnessed the out pouring of love.
It was all so unbelievable what had transpired
when we found out we weren't alone at all;
hundreds of people gathered from all over the world
to catch us as we were about to fall.
The people all over these mountains
and down in the valleys too,
came rushing as fast as they could get to our door
with boxes of groceries and food.
And then LilBeginnings Forum Family
joined hands and set out on a different kind of plight;
you came to help us during this dreadful time;
Miniature Horse owners everywhere had come to us to unite.
You rang our phone for days with support,
and from the mailman all sorts of things came;
the cards and letters and packages filled with things,
to try and ease our torment and pain.
There were so many acts of kindness
and prayers for us every day,
you had rallied behind us to give us strength
in so many giving ways.
There is no act of kindness and blessings
that has gone unnoticed-
we are aware of every single thing each of you has done,
and it has helped to get us focused.
So much giving of yourselves,
for a family of strangers that you didn't even know;
strength in prayers and the support from you,
poured out as you let it show.
You all have made the world a better place
even though for us right now it seems so dark;
just knowing the things you have done,
is helping us to ignite a little spark.
I could go on forever,
about Michael’s unselfish works that he shared
just knowing that he made a difference while on this earth,
he let many know how much he cared.
That's just the way Michael really was-
he was such a generous and giving boy;
he'd give his lunch away at school to someone that was hungry,
and buy underprivileged kids Christmas toys.
What we can do now is pass this kindness along,
to the next person who needs help in someway-
we will be there to help catch the next one that falls,
on any given day.
This is the way Michael would want us to carry on,
for us to pass along kind gestures the way he did-
we are all going to think twice every day about things now,
we've learned so much from our wonderful kid.
I don't know what we did to deserve all this generosity from you,
or how to properly say thanks for all you have done-
but we do ThankYou for everything you did,
Thank You from us to everyone.
So from Jerry, Daniel, and myself, Michael’s mom,
we Thank You all from the bottom of our hearts it's true-
for all the good things you have done for us,
we are forever grateful to you.
GOD BLESS US EVERYONE
Love,
Marty, Jerry, and Dan
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EDITED TO ADD: I have just added some poems on the Back Porch forum.
fam·i·ly, noun
1.
a. A fundamental social group in society typically consisting of one or two parents and their children.
b. Two or more people who share goals and values, have long-term commitments to one another, and reside usually in the same dwelling place.
2. All the members of a household under one roof.
family - an association of people who share common beliefs or activities
********************************************************************************
TO THE LILBEGINNINGS FORUM
I've sat here with pen and paper for days
and tried to write to all of you,
but I can't seem to even begin to get started
to accomplish what I wanted to do-
So I put down my pen in frustration tonight,
as I couldn’t even hold it in my hand,
but it’s so important to us to reach all of you,
I hope you can understand.
How do I write notes to thank hundreds of people
as I sit here in my home?
I'll try to do it this way instead,
please accept this heartfelt poem.
"Thank You" seems so inadequate
for all the things that you have done,
what you did for us through all your kindness
is helping us to face the days yet to come.
We are humbled, beholding and astounded,
and there's so much left to say,
about how incredible you all have been
in so many amazing ways.
My beautiful son Michael has been ripped from this earth,
for what reason I'll never understand-
my family has been tortured beyond belief
because of the heinous acts of one terrible man.
We found ourselves reduced to a family of three,
dying ourselves inside,
we thought we were so alone with no where to turn
and no one would be by our side.
We are hurting, angry, and devastated,
and so afraid of the state of mind that we are in,
lost in some maze that we can't find our way out of,
our lives that we led have been dimmed.
We didn't care about anything anymore,
nothing would ever fix this,
a family that was happy and content in ourselves,
disappeared in a foggy mist.
We were by no means perfect,
and Michael was often mischieveious and in trouble,
I used to tell him I want to wrap him up until he's 40
and keep him in his room in a bubble.
We were just an ordinary family,
we had plenty of our ups and our downs,
but we lost a great part of ourselves,
in Michael who was our treasured family clown.
Dad loved to challenge him
to be the best he could possibly be.
Daniel looked up to him
as his mentor and best friend was he.
I loved to play and laugh with him
and encourage him to reach for the stars-
and ride his case for being so sloppy
and spending too much time working on cars.
Michael would no longer be there for us
to invent another one of his comedy routines;
just to get a laugh out of us every day,
he was always creating such a funny scene.
I keep waiting for him to come through the door
or call me on the phone,
and tell me that he's going to be late again
because his car again has broke down.
And Jerry and I would look at each other
and say "Michael's at it again"
trying this old used up excuse on us once more,
and picture his silly grin.
We were struck down thinking of all of this
and how we could ever go on,
without Michael in our lives everyday,
when we cannot accept that he is forever gone.
There were no relatives anywhere in our State
and no close friends we knew about to speak of-
at least that's what we had thought at first
until we witnessed the out pouring of love.
It was all so unbelievable what had transpired
when we found out we weren't alone at all;
hundreds of people gathered from all over the world
to catch us as we were about to fall.
The people all over these mountains
and down in the valleys too,
came rushing as fast as they could get to our door
with boxes of groceries and food.
And then LilBeginnings Forum Family
joined hands and set out on a different kind of plight;
you came to help us during this dreadful time;
Miniature Horse owners everywhere had come to us to unite.
You rang our phone for days with support,
and from the mailman all sorts of things came;
the cards and letters and packages filled with things,
to try and ease our torment and pain.
There were so many acts of kindness
and prayers for us every day,
you had rallied behind us to give us strength
in so many giving ways.
There is no act of kindness and blessings
that has gone unnoticed-
we are aware of every single thing each of you has done,
and it has helped to get us focused.
So much giving of yourselves,
for a family of strangers that you didn't even know;
strength in prayers and the support from you,
poured out as you let it show.
You all have made the world a better place
even though for us right now it seems so dark;
just knowing the things you have done,
is helping us to ignite a little spark.
I could go on forever,
about Michael’s unselfish works that he shared
just knowing that he made a difference while on this earth,
he let many know how much he cared.
That's just the way Michael really was-
he was such a generous and giving boy;
he'd give his lunch away at school to someone that was hungry,
and buy underprivileged kids Christmas toys.
What we can do now is pass this kindness along,
to the next person who needs help in someway-
we will be there to help catch the next one that falls,
on any given day.
This is the way Michael would want us to carry on,
for us to pass along kind gestures the way he did-
we are all going to think twice every day about things now,
we've learned so much from our wonderful kid.
I don't know what we did to deserve all this generosity from you,
or how to properly say thanks for all you have done-
but we do ThankYou for everything you did,
Thank You from us to everyone.
So from Jerry, Daniel, and myself, Michael’s mom,
we Thank You all from the bottom of our hearts it's true-
for all the good things you have done for us,
we are forever grateful to you.
GOD BLESS US EVERYONE
Love,
Marty, Jerry, and Dan
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