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A thing I wish my kids knew

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A thing I wish my kids knew – I hope that they learn that this present life is all about forming a great relationship with God through Christ and that it is in our relationships with others that we can truly manifest this. Everything else is secondary to this.

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Things I wish my parents knew…

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Growing up I wish my parents would have admitted they were wrong sometimes – it would have been nice to hear them say “sorry… and please forgive me.” Parents make mistakes just like kids do. I know that I learn by example so if I heard Mom and Dad apologize more often, it would have helped me admit my own mistakes through my growing years.

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I wish my kids knew…

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I wish my kids knew I love them.They were with me for 9 months and i couldn’t wait to see them. I love them so much and here to support them always…..I ensure them that we are rich because each of them is worthy, and I can NOT imagine life without them.

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Things I wish my kids knew…

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Things I wish my kids knew… I think about them all the time and love them with all my heart and my life. I always wish the very best for them and wish they didn’t have to go through any sadness or heartache but I am always here for them with open arms to take the sadness away.

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Thank you

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Thank you for coming to our school. The grad retreat really helped me. I was really scared to talk about something that had been bothering me for a while. It’s about my mom. You see I am moving to the states in a month and my mom and I are not even talking. I didn’t want to leave on bad terms. For some reason I had the courage to talk to you. You suggested that I write her a letter and tell her how much she means to me. Well I did write the letter. I never gave it to her though. I realized that writing it help me so much. BUT here’s the thing… a few days before I left to the states, my mom told me she was proud of me and super excited for me to go on this adventure. I am so happy and thankful! This what I needed to hear more than anything. Thank you for all you have done, and I believe it was no coincidence that you showed up to our school one day after the worse nights of my life. Thank you for inspiring us and taking the time to talk to me.

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I'll never forget what you did us.

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You really motivated me before I lost hope. I could relate to so many things that happened to you and hearing these things brought me to tears. I’ll never forget the part when my friend hated me and you said if you have a friend who you may not like anymore stand up and go hug them and tell them how much they mean to you.  I stood up, hugged them told them how much they meant to me and I turned around to the sound of people calling my name and seeing her in tears.  I thought she hated me until  she broke down in tears and so did I. Just to see her like that and the next thing you know she’s in my arms and we look like we’re dancing both in tears. This proves that you’re a true reflection of God I’ll never forget what you did for me. You cared so much for me even though you never new me. Thank you so much I’ll never forget what you did us.

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Thank You!

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You preformed at St.Domonics Catholic high school today, I just wanted to say thank you. You have made my faith go up to a whole nother level. And have also made me realize many things. I have the same situation with one of my family members. And it is hard. Having a reminder that someone is going through the same thing and can be as happy as you are feels pretty great.

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You helped me remember my story…

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I might not be the typical person that submits their story to you, but I figured that maybe it could help even one other person out there. You came to speak to our Grade 11 class today and I sat in the crowd with everyone else. I might have been hard to pick out at first, but after looking around a bit you could have seen that I didn’t quite fit in. Not because I was odd, or alternative or anything along those lines, but rather because I am a young, first year teacher and look quite a bit like the students that surround me, but am quite a few years older. I know your message wasn’t directed to me, but it hit home with me and my journey. So, lets start back when I was in grade 11. I was dating a boy at this time who had successfully convinced me that I was in love with him. Despite his physical, emotional, and sexual violence, he had convinced me that he was all I had in life. Through the struggle I dealt with, I had lost touch with my connection with God. Coming from a Catholic family, this was not an acceptable situation so I tried to hide it as best I could and continued to go to church every Sunday with my parents to keep them appeased. No one had any idea what I was going through. Since I had broken a promise I had made to myself and ended up having sex with this boy, I was complete convinced that I had to marry him, so I did everything in my power to show the people around me his positive attributes. Luckily, after a few months (9.5 to be exact) I came to the realization that he was not what I deserved. After all, everyone kept telling me how happy and pretty I was. Although I did not believe this or feel it. To deal with my pain and secrets I found myself drinking at a young age, thinking of suicide often, and escaping in the numbing pain of self harm. No one knew this. Not my best friends or my family. One day, I decided it was too much and I took as many pills as I could find in the house. I thought I was home alone and I had left a note on the last page of my diary saying goodbye to my family and expressing everything I was feeling and that I couldn’t deal with it any more. Thinking I was making the world a better place by blowing out my candle. Right at the moment I closed my eyes to fall into eternal sleep (hopefully in my mind), my little sister walked into my room. She NEVER did this. But today was different. She strutted right into my room like she owned the place and I was LIVID! But instead of saying anything I just rolled over, waiting for the unending sleep….

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