My dear son Ferdinand,
it is autumn, though where we are that is not easily discernible as the weather seems fickle. The long sleeve’s and sweaters await their turn in boxes, some still with tags attached. As I pulled out some boxes from under our bed to search for clothing I saw a box that belongs [...]
Archive for the ‘Letters to Ferdinand’ Category
letter 10.19.2009
Posted in Letters to Ferdinand, Life after on October 19, 2009 | 6 Comments »
letter. 4/29/09
Posted in Grieving/healing/finding Hope, Letters to Ferdinand on April 29, 2009 | 10 Comments »
Ferdinand, my dear sweet child,
last week I ordered some clothing for your little sister, from a website that sells really cute, organic clothing for children. It’s not fancy stuff, but oh, so adorable. And the colors, I like their color choices because girls are not limited to pink and yellow and red. I looked at [...]
letter. Apr8′08
Posted in Grieving/healing/finding Hope, Letters to Ferdinand on April 8, 2008 | 4 Comments »
Dear Ferdinand,
I have not written you a letter in a while. But talking in my head a lot. You know that- mama is so not a good listener!
I wanted to let you know that you are dearly missed and remembered by your two sisters. I never talk about you deliberately; I never have to doubt [...]
Letter. Jan30′08
Posted in Grieving/healing/finding Hope, Letters to Ferdinand on January 30, 2008 | 1 Comment »
Dear Ferdinand,
tomorrow evening we fly. All four of us, packed into the cattle class, half-insane with excitement, bubbling over with glee of seeing family again, twiddling our thumbs as we cross over time zones and oceans. We fly halfway around the world, back to Asia. Back to where mama comes from. Back to where [...]
Letter. Jan17′08
Posted in Grieving/healing/finding Hope, Letters to Ferdinand on January 17, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Dear Ferdinand,
lately mama has been cursing a lot. Yes, cursing. Not loudly, but in my head. Especially when I am driving, and I look up and see the clouds, and I think of you, and sometimes I get mad, and I swear. Curse. Sometimes the words flash across like those on a digital message board, [...]
Letter. Dec19
Posted in Grieving/healing/finding Hope, Letters to Ferdinand on December 19, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Dear Ferdinand,
My son. The other day while driving I saw there were three masses of clouds close together up in the sky. The way they were spread out and shaped, they looked like cranes in flight to me; and each in a different flight pattern. At first, I thought of you. And then, I thought [...]
