Assumptions..
You know what they say about people who make assumptions? You make an ass of you and me.
To the person from the Toledo, Ohio area who was too cowardly to sign their real name, with their real email address and seems to take pleasure in actually causing pain to the widow of a fallen soldier, you have made a terrible assumption. Who are you to assume you know how I grieve? Just because a website has not been updated does NOT mean that I have forgotten MY husband. It means my time has been better served else where. MY CHILDREN. Paul’s son will be 6 years old in September. Last year he went to half day kindergarten and became VERY aware that HE did not have a daddy attending school functions and taking him to and picking him up from school. Do you have any idea who it is that comforts this crying child who misses his daddy EVERY day? ME. Paul’s WIFE. I’m the one that cries every day still, even almost 3 years later. It has NOT been a good year for me and the kids contrary to what many people may wish to believe. I have photos of him in EVERY room of my house. I have his picture in my cars. I talk about him all the time to the point where people are tired of hearing his name.
And while I’m at it, since somebody from Ohio is choosing to make assumptions about me like they live in my house with me and stand in my shoes every day, I have NOT dated anybody since Paul died. I have NO interest in dating. I am still very much IN love with my husband and I still call myself his WIFE. People who know me and actually speak to me know that my heart did, does and always will belong to Paul. People see my pain still. Were you here yesterday (July 21) when I cried off and on all day and didn’t want to get out of bed or do anything because it would of been 8 years that we had been together? I didn’t see you in bed next to me. Have you emailed me on a personal level? Or are you just jealous that he was married to ME and feel the need to lash out and make ME hurt more to make yourself feel better? Well screw you and anybody else that thinks they know me and my grief and my life. Were you at the cemetery on April 3rd of this year? I was.. with my 3 children and 3 other adults drinking a sparkling cider toast and having green frosted cup cakes for him. Were you at the cemetery on the 2 yr anniversary? I was.. with balloons and notes in hand with my children, his sister, some of his battle buddies and one of his best friends. Are you the god mother of a child who is named after him? I am. Oh yea.. BTW.. he’s the god father. Were you sitting here with Devlin watching the videos Paul left for him of him reading stories? I don’t think so.. nope you weren’t. Are you playing mom AND dad to this sweet and loving little boy with a hurting heart? Nope. You’re not doing that either.
For anybody that’s interested, I have a memorial Myspace set up for Paul. Just email me for the URL. It’s only viewable to those who are added as friends. I post/update this one more often at the moment because that’s where some of his battle buddies are signed up and I can keep in touch with them and let them know how we are doing. Those that really care and support us take the time to send supportive messages not try to cause us more hurt.
It’s sad that I should even have to make a post such as this but this behavior is absolutely unacceptable of an adult. But from the mouth of our sweet boy who wonders why mommy is now crying AGAIN, “You have pictures everywhere mommy. You always tell me stories about him. Don’t let that person make you cry. Tell that person to go away.” And that is what keeps me going every day. That little boy with Paul’s face and habits. If not for that little boy I’d already be with MY husband.
This person btw is apparently STALKING me just to be malicious as they commented on the family site also. I should also remind that the kids check both sites from school and on their own laptops. Nice huh? Just what they need to be reading too.
Wondering
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Patience – Why no new posts? Have you forgotten?
I know you loved him – I understand. But now has time passed and you’ve forgotten this tribute so easily? Or is life too busy to take the time any more, now that he’s been gone for so long.
Just like the country…. you forget. How sad.
Actually it just means that my children are a bigger priority than a website. Sharing stories with them is more important than people like YOU.

To ‘A wondering person’:
Not only are you a coward for posting anonymously, on a blog that her children read, just who are you to dictate how a family is supposed to grieve? You are not his widow, nor are you the mother of his child and if you knew Patience personally (which I highly doubt based on your idiotic comment), you’d know that you are way off base. Get over yourself and get a life of your own. Go troll somewhere else. This family has been through enough without having to deal with the likes of you.
Patience’s ‘actual’ non-anonymous friend, MBladez
Patience, those of us who know you and know what you’ve been going through, love you and support you. Ignore the haters. *hug*
To the anonymous poster….
Ignorance is bliss, isn’t it sweetie…
I know for a fact that the memory of Paul is resurrected very day. I hear if his funnies, I hear of his likes and dislikes, and I also hear about how much he loved his country. Because words aren’t written, doesn’t mean that his name and what he stood for isn’t alive. People do have lives to live after a loved one passes, that doesn’t mean that they are not thought of every second of the day. Every time I hear something pertaining to the war, or even the word war, I think of what Paul did for us all, and the other living and fallen soldiers. Because of the words Patience speaks.. Don’t you dare accuse her of not caring, or remembering him, because he is alive through her!
So anonymous, before you accuse, or judge someone, think about what you are saying before the hurt comes out of your mouth.
Angela C. Yaws
The only person I see here who seems to have forgotten dear shameful anonymous is you! Forgotten what is it like to be a human being, forgotten what compassion is, forgotten what understanding is, forgotten what love of someone beside yourself is, forgotten the importance of family. Shame on you! Go take your forgetful heart and mind elsewhere.
I stop in and check on you all the time patience even if I don’t comment. I think of you and paul and your beautiful family. You know my heart is with you! And those that really know you and your love for paul and your family know you haven’t forgotten one second.