Roses in Heaven.
by Trish Jones
My first weekend in my new apartment. I've been on the verge of tears all day. I'm really alone. My daughter has literally refused to talk about her dad since his death 6 months ago. It's really bothered me. She turned 30 the day after he died. She is getting married in September and her brother will walk her down the aisle.
I just went on facebook out of total boredom and this is what she posted just 12 minutes before I saw it.
"Copy and paste this if your DAD is in heaven. If roses grow in heaven Lord, then pick a bunch for me. Place them in my dad's arms and tell him they're from me. Tell him that I love and miss him, and when he turns to smile, place a kiss upon his cheek and hold him for a while..."
So now the tears are flowing, because I miss him so much and now I know she does too. She's just handling this grief thing in her own way.