Dear God.
This term has been hell for me and you know it.
You took my Mums dad away from us in August the night of my ball and you've just taken away my Dads dad yesterday.
Why are you being so cruel to my family god?
The boiling point today for me was when my boyfriend said to me that we should not go out anymore. I know God, you were watching me bawl my eyes out and you made my boyfriend say that we can try to make things work, the way they used to.
I know deep down God that whatever result you make me and my boyfriend come to will be for the better and I promise you know however disapointed I may be I will not turn agaist you even if i feel you have turned against me.
What was not called for was when you broke my dads starter motor causing him to be stuck in hasting for and then again when he was an hour away from our house.
I thank you God for not being so harsh to my mother and sister as you have been to me and my Dad.Thank you God for getting me through the term and this sad time by giving me fantastic friends to help me cope.
I ask you God, can you please not take my Grandmother away this year but wait until later when my family can cope with the loss.
Amen.
"Grief is a process, not a state"- Anne Grant
