{"id":329,"date":"2012-03-14T01:28:33","date_gmt":"2012-03-14T05:28:33","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.honeyishrunkthegrief.com\/book\/?page_id=329"},"modified":"2016-12-11T06:42:21","modified_gmt":"2016-12-11T11:42:21","slug":"ch3-c","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.honeyishrunkthegrief.com\/book\/chapters\/ch3-getting-help\/ch3-c\/","title":{"rendered":"Ch3: (C)"},"content":{"rendered":"

continuation of\u00a0Getting Help<\/strong>\u00a0chapter…<\/p>\n

www.HoneyIShrunkTheGrief.com<\/span>
\n \u00a9 2012 Eric Vaiksnoras<\/span>
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Dear Mr. Vaiksnoras & David,<\/strong><\/span>
\n I feel very, very sorry .\u00a0 Mrs. Vaiksnoras was really nice.\u00a0 She was so young and had a whole life ahead.\u00a0 I feel really bad for David he was still just a baby.\u00a0 Mrs. Vaiksnoras is in the best place now, your heart.\u00a0 She will always be with you!! \ud83d\ude42<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

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I am so sad,
\n<\/strong><\/span>I will also<\/span> \u2665<\/span> her.\u00a0 She was the best tutor in the world!\u00a0 I can\u2019t even do my school work!\u00a0 I am tring not to think of it!<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

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Dear Mr. Vaiksnoras and David,<\/strong><\/span>
\n We are all sad.\u00a0 I know what it feels like to lose someone special.\u00a0 My dad died when I was five.\u00a0 Mrs. Vaiksnoras was very nice.\u00a0 I miss her a lot.\u00a0 I hope you can handle David by your self!<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

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\nDear David,<\/strong><\/span>
\n your mother was a great laidy.\u00a0 Think about her wonder what she was like.\u00a0 People loved your mother.\u00a0 Her job as a teacher must have been fun for her.\u00a0 David\u00a0 she is in a better place now.\u00a0 I know how you feel.\u00a0 Please listen to me.\u00a0 Your mother couldn\u2019t have loved you more.\u00a0 If she was still alive I bet she would love to be with you more than she would of loved to teach.<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

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\nTo the Vaiksnoras\u2019s<\/span> \u2665<\/span><\/strong><\/span>
\nMay God bless you during this time.<\/strong><\/span>
\n And forever more.\u00a0<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

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\n<\/b><\/span>\"\"Sometimes\u00a0\u00a0 life goes to fast \u00a0\u00a0S<\/strong>orry! about your wife<\/strong><\/span>
\n her life went to fast.<\/strong><\/span>
\n Sorry!
\n<\/strong>Sorry!<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

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<\/b>Dear the Vaiksnoras family,<\/strong><\/span>
\n There are many reasons, why people cry, and it\u2019s alright to cry.\u00a0 Everything dies, and it\u2019s alright to die, because once something dies, it will not feel pain, and will never be sad again, because they go to heaven.\u00a0 Heaven is a gift.\u00a0 The greatest gift in the whole galaxy, and Beyond.\u00a0 Where birds will sing, and angels will dance, Heaven, is as though a dream, but better.\u00a0 God will be There, watching over Mrs. Vaiksnoras.\u00a0 She will be an angel, watching over you, and she will be happy.<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

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\nMay angels watch over baby<\/strong><\/span>
\n David and the family<\/strong><\/span>
\n and the earth<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

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<\/b>Dear Mr. Vaiksnoras,<\/strong><\/span>
\n I\u2019m so sorry, but you still have your beautiful son.\u00a0 Your wife was the best\u00a0sorry to bring it up<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

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\nDear Mr. Vaiksnoras and David,<\/strong><\/span>
\n I had Mrs. Vaiksnoras for a sub in 3 grade.\u00a0 she was the nicest teacher I ever had\u00a0\u00a0 she smile the most too.\u00a0 Tell David about his great mom.<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

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<\/b>Dear Mrs. Vaiksnoras and David,<\/strong><\/span>
\nI\u2019m so sorry about this.\u00a0 I know that you\u2019re deeply hurt. \u00a0Everybody in class today was crying.\u00a0 They were so upset and so am I.\u00a0 I couldn\u2019t wait until she came back after the baby.\u00a0 Usually Mrs. V. comes back and is very happy.\u00a0 She was such a great teacher.\u00a0 She was never selfish or mean.\u00a0 She never yelled at me like most other teachers did.\u00a0 She was so peaceful.\u00a0 The day she left I was fine.\u00a0 But in the afternoon, I got worried about the heart thing.\u00a0 I got so worried the second day that I thought she was seriously heart.\u00a0 On Wednesday when I came home I saw my mom crying.\u00a0 I hate it when she cries and if she does, it means something serious.\u00a0 I asked her \u201cWhat\u2019s wrong?\u201d\u00a0 She told me to come to sit with her in the den.\u00a0 When she told me Mrs. V died I was shocked.\u00a0 I didn\u2019t know that it was that serious.\u00a0 It\u2019s a very sad day today.\u00a0 Even the school flag is down.\u00a0 But I will never forget that kind, best teacher.<\/span> <\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

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<\/b>Mr. Vaiksnoras,<\/strong><\/span>
\n Your wife was a touching soul.\u00a0 She always had a smile on her face.\u00a0 I will always miss her.\u00a0 Your family is in my prayers and thoughts.<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

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<\/b>Dear Mr. Vaiksnoras and David,<\/strong><\/span>
\n I am very sorry about what happened.\u00a0 I had Mrs. Vaiksnoras as a 3rd<\/sup> grade math tutor, she was great.\u00a0 Thanks to her I\u2019m great at Math.\u00a0 She was also a great person.\u00a0 She was probably a good mom, and wife.\u00a0 I miss her at school all the time.\u00a0 I was so Hurt when I found out she passed away.\u00a0 All the kids loved her, including me.\u00a0 She will always be in my thoughts and prayers.\u00a0 Tell David what a great person, mom, wife, and teacher she was. \u00a0I am very sorry again.<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

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<\/b>I am so, so, so, sorry your wife died.\u00a0 I am sad too \ud83d\ude41 \u00a0I was crying all last night and this morning and I feel happy because her hands are with God \ud83d\ude42<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

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<\/b>Mr. Vaiksnoras and David,<\/strong><\/span>
\n I am sorry that Mrs. Vaiksnoras died and I too wish she was around to teach us and be with us.\u00a0 I wish David some luck on growing up.\u00a0 I think if you treat him well it will be just as special as having a mom.\u00a0 I think you and david will have fun in life and sill remember her.<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

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\nMrs. Vaiksnoras was a good teacher.\u00a0 My teacher realy Miss her<\/strong><\/span>
\n I hope she has a good life in Heven.<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n

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