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A most miraculous and beautiful message — From Dad

Today I received a message from my Dad, through someone I love dearly. And it was beautiful. Yes. I cried. Dad is currently watching over his brother with his own Dad and Mom. This was “seen”. (My Mom has moved on, as I had known from a dream that hubby had, this has now been confirmed.) Dad is young again, 25ish. His spirit is bathed in bright white light, shining, glowing, full of love, joy and happiness, from all the good he did upon this earth. He is rewarded now, as I knew he would be and his light...

Mom and Dad’s obituary

RONALD L. “RON”, 81, AND MARLENE B. MONTGOMERY, 78 MANHATTAN Ronald L. “Ron” Montgomery, 81, and Marlene B. (Mattas) Montgomery, 78, passed away from injuries sustained in an automobile accident. Marlene passed Thursday, April 7, 2016 in Topeka, KS. Ron passed Monday, April 11, 2016 in Topeka. Ron was born February 21, 1935 in Anthony, KS to James E. Montgomery and Mary P. (Oliver) Montgomery. Marlene was born January 3, 1938 in Ellsworth, KS to Albert C. Mattas, Jr. and Marie A. (Jiricek) Mattas. Ron spent his early years in Hutchinson, KS and Marlene grew up on a farm...

Day 14 – A hero that has let you down. (letter)

A hero that has let me down. (letter) Dear Dad, Yes. Are you surprised? You always have been my hero. But I gotta tell you, these past few years, I have felt like you have let me down. You see, you’re my hero. You are my Daddy, and I love you very much. I always have. No matter what you heard from those stupid know-it-all shrinks or from Mom, I’ve always loved you.. And the only reason I’ve stayed in touch is for you. The only reason I came back home after running away was because of you. Yet,...

The story of me and my son’s Daddy

I just finished sharing my story in a forum. I realized that I had never shared it with my journal. It is an appropriate time to share this story, since my hubby and I managed to forget our anniversary a little over 10 days ago. Married for 7 years, and we BOTH forget it. Really sad, isn’t it? Well, here is the story of my husband and I. Really, it all starts at a laundry mat. One day, my best friend and college roomie and I were doing laundry. It was an unfortunate necessity that we always managed to...