FINDING NINE by Suki Lang

Finding Nine by Author SUKI LANG 

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Suki Lang lives and writes from her home in Vancouver Island. A story teller by nature she has a strong belief in miracles and a certainty that there is no way to happiness- happiness is the way – This writer has no trouble finding happy endings.

 

Finding Nine, is about an adolescent boy named John and how he navigates his early days of loss after his mother dies. During the last year of her life she writes a series of letters for her son to read after her death.

Designed as a treasure hunt, the letters take John to a place his mother left long ago, where he meets a family he knows little of. The object of the hunt seems to be to find a perfect spot to place his mother’s ashes. But John soon discovers the letters are his mother’s way of helping him move through grief.

His journey is one of hope in the love of two people who welcome him with open arms. John’s arrival is a gift never expected but long hoped for by two of the people his mother did not forget.

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Somedays with Suki, Happiness day 2

I wish I had a picture to show you what made me happy or why I’d be happier today than another day. I had a surprise, it was a feeling deep inside my chest bursting with warmth. It felt like love but it was a bit different and much more complicated in a way I won’t explain. Today I purchased a Father’s Day gift for my husband; Jason is gone but he is still a dad right? Jason would want his dad lavished with love, kindness and gifts.
So today I got him a hand made gift from a local artisan. As it happens it is someone our Jason knew long ago. While we chatted we discovered we have some unusual and very specific things in common and I had a hard time dragging myself away. Letting them get back to the business at hand I finally made my way home. And as I drove, the surprise feeling began to grow in my chest. A warm pressure was building until finally it burst inside me and I wept. Because without trying at all, without keeping my focus on the moment or attempting to find happiness, and quite by accident, I found joy. The joy of meeting a like minded person who knew my son. The joy of hearing someone say Jason’s name and remember him and talk casually about him with regard. To talk to me about my loss of him and all that he was to me, to my husband to the rest of my family. I felt joyful, I feel joyful, my tears are joyful. This happens to me at unexpected times when an event takes place that is so full of goodness I am filled with hope! What a kindness Jason sent me today…..Everything happens for a reason. And today I am happy! 98 days to go!