Butterfly

My dear boy – my friend,
in case you are wondering where I am, I just want to say: am still here, even if you don’t always hear from me. I have promised you that – right? And so I will!

It’s a little bit hard for me (and many others) to not know how you are doing from day to day. I can only imagine how you feel and even that’s too difficult for me. I would like to be a small butterfly, so I could sit on your shoulder, watching and supporting you – like a mother supporting her child. I would be there, waving my wings to cheer you up when you are down and dry your tears when you are sad. I will not say anything, unless you want me to. I would like to be a blue and white butterfly. I could imagine me to have some silver patterns too – that’s nice.

Oscar, I have said it before and I will say it again – you are a real survivor. I admire you for that, but it costs to fight. I wish you some peace of mind, to go on with your life in your own way and in your own pace. I long for that day to come when you will get a fair chance to heal your acing soul and move on. I can’t wait to see that beautiful smile of yours again and I hope it doesn’t take too long. Until then be confidence that you are still loved by so many wonderful people around the world – and boy you really deserve to be loved……… <3 

God bless you my son and take care of yourself in the best way you can.

Love Ulla
Sweden

PS. Look out for a blue and white butterfly!

The Paved Way

It occurs to me that you must wonder what the future holds for you, what kind of life you can have once your sentence is completed. Whether ‘society’ will allow you back into the fold and let you give back in the unique ways only you can.

Then I think of one of the world’s greatest leaders; a man who was convicted of conspiracy; a man who is thought of as a terrorist by some, even now. A man who overcame the prejudices against him; a man born of your country – Nelson Mandela.

So, dear Oscar, I don’t worry too much about your future. It will be hard, it may be demoralising at times, but it is possible. A way has already been paved.

Love and blessings,

Laura
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Mandela

Hearts Together

Thoughts at my window: “Deep in the darkness between all the stars – in the middle of the extreme solitude – is everyone’s hearts together “- Oscar – dearest friend – we are always with you in our thoughts, hearts and prayers…

Ann

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Did you know

Dear Oscar

Did you know that, even where you are now, you have a secret place to go to. Into the shelter of God, “the Most High” as referred to in Psalm 91:1-2:-

Whoever dwells in the shelter of the Most High
will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.
 I will say of the Lord, “He is my refuge and my fortress,
my God, in whom I trust.”

Therefore, if things get difficult for you, if you need a time of peace and quiet, go into the Lord’s shelter. Teach yourself to disengage your bodily senses, unfocus your eyes, relax your body until you can no longer feel your limbs and then you can drift in God’s pure love. The more prosaic will describe this as self-hypnosis, but whatever, if it works for you that is all that matters.

Dwell in the shelter of the Most High, dear Oscar. Abide in Him. He will get you through this worst of times.

With love

Sally, UK