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Dear Kathy
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Ongoing, First published May 01, 2015
Dear Kathy is a journal I write in everyday, writing to Kathy. Kathy died of terminal cancer a few weeks ago. She is the closest thing to a mother that i've had. This is me telling her about my daily life, my struggles, my thoughts, and my feelings.  I hope you all enjoy

Rest In Paradise Mama
Kathleen Ann Post
July 26, 1960 - April 14, 2015
Forever in My Heart.
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Words a Mother Never Heard (Wattys2016)

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A young woman who was always the life of the party, quick to tell a joke, always smiling and happy, tragically dies at age 23. What her mother found after her death reflected a much different young woman, her poetry. Her words showed a young woman crying out to feel loved, wanted, beautiful and worthy. Struggling to accept herself as the wonderful, happy, beautiful young woman everyone else saw her as. Her words reflect the pain and torment she allowed another to cause her. It is her mother's most heart felt desire to reach even one young person struggling to accept themselves. To encourage them to open up and talk to someone, to know they are never alone, to know their feelings are validated. She also hopes to reach a mother that perhaps feels her daughter is perfect and completely in charge of her life, as mothers often do. After reading her poetry, hopefully it will facilitate conversation, confirm unconditional love and help to end words that a mother never hears. I am her mother and these are her words.