06/05/2024
Just makes me so mad I can't see them kids. It hurts so bad to think what they might going thru with no more do they see thier daddy but now all the sudden thier uncle Butsy and thier Togo Raymond and grandma Candice are gone too. So now they get no more stories of thier nowa and no more songs sung to them thier daddy liked to sing and no more praying over them in the language the way thier nowa would do. Now I'm gone and Darrel and Joseph are gone who is there telling the stories and dancing them out. Who is putting thier hand on thier little heads and praying over them... they loved that all the time. Cikalalunt always closed her eyes and lifted her head rocking it back and forth when I sang for her. Last day they were here after Joe died that ol Henry sang a long tune and extended his hand toward me and closed his eyes looking up at the heavens and prayed a lung full and opened his eyes to me and smiled. I sang danced and prayed for him at the grinding rocks in my grandpas and when I was done he did the same for me! Thats what Darrel wanted was his boy to learn to sing and pray. The enemy could not beat us before that happened.
I apologize that I shared with you folks any of the anger and impatience this puts upon me and yet the OPEN INVITATION remains open
Thank you Creator for the meaningful time with Darrels kids. And bless all those with joy and kindness who have a hand in raising them. Let thier memories put smiles on thier faces when they fall upon the 4 dear humans that loved them with your love here in life. Great Creator let them sing a song and keep thier praying. The beauty you shared is highly valued. In the name of your son and all those ancestors you have brought us thru so we can be where we are now to see my sons prayers come true hoi win
