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i used google to say thank you
sijaelewa vizuri
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and say thank you
asante kwa mola đđŸ
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how to say thank you in giriama
jinsi ya kusema asante katika giriama
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and say thank you you my god
na sema asante wewe mungu wangu
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says thank you
anasema
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i say thank you to my teacher for teaching in kiswail
i say thank you to my teacher for teaching in kiswaili
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if i used to say it, then thou knewest it.
hainifalii mimi kusema ambayo si haki yangu.
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a donkey says thank you with a kick
na taka
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i am very happy relatives and friends for being with me in 2017 in a very good and very successful manner i say thank you also i pray for more cooperation in 2018 god will protect us
nina shukulu ndugu jamaa na malafiki kwa kuwa pamoja na mimi katika mwaka 2017 mulini shauli vyema kabisa na nimefanikiwa sana nasema asante pia ninaomba tushikamane zaidi katika mwaka 2018 mungu atulinde
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i just want to say thank you for bringing me to this world.taking care of me, loving me unconditionally.i am am who because am today because you played a big part and still are. you taught me to love god and depend on him 100%.you are mor than a mother to me you are my best friend and number one supporter.i love you mama
asante mama kwa utunzaji na upendo wako
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child loss is a loss like no other. one often misunderstood by many. if you love a bereaved parent or know someone who does, remember that even his or her âgoodâ days are harder than you could ever imagine. compassion and love, not advice, are needed. if youâd like an inside look into why the loss of a child is a grief that lasts a lifetime, here is what iâve learned in my seven years of trekking through the unimaginable. 1). love never dies. there will never come a day, hour, minute or second i stop loving or thinking about my son. just as parents of living children unconditionally love their children always and forever, so do bereaved parents. i want to say and hear his name just the same as non-bereaved parents do. i want to speak about my deceased children as normally and naturally as you speak of your living ones. i love my child just as much as you love yoursâ the only difference is mine lives in heaven and talking about about him is unfortunately quite taboo in our culture. i hope to change that. our culture isnât so great about hearing about children gone too soon, but that doesnât stop me from saying my sonâs name and sharing his love and light everywhere i go. just because it might make you uncomfortable, doesnât make him matter any less. my sonâs life was cut irreversibly short, but his love lives on forever. and ever. 2). bereaved parents share an unspeakable bond. in my seven years navigating the world as a bereaved parent, i am continually struck by the power of the bond between bereaved parents. strangers become kindreds in mere secondsâ a look, a glance, a knowing of the heart connects us, even if weâve never met before. no matter our circumstances, who we are, or how different we are, there is no greater bond than the connection between parents who understand the agony of enduring the death of a child. itâs a pain we suffer for a lifetime, and unfortunately only those who have walked the path of child loss understand the depth and breadth of both the pain and the love we carry. 3). i will grieve for a lifetime. period. the end. there is no âmoving on,â or âgetting over it.â there is no bow, no fix, no solution to my heartache. there is no end to the ways i will grieve and for how long i will grieve. there is no glue for my broken heart, no exilir for my pain, no going back in time. for as long as i breathe, i will grieve and ache and love my son with all my heart and soul. there will never come a time where i wonât think about who my son would be, what he would look like, and how he would be woven perfectly into the tapestry of my family. i wish people could understand that grief lasts forever because love lasts forever; that the loss of a child is not one finite event, it is a continuous loss that unfolds minute by minute over the course of a lifetime. every missed birthday, holiday, milestoneâ should-be back-to-school school years and graduations; weddings that will never be; grandchildren that should have been but will never be bornâ an entire generation of people are irrevocably altered forever. this is why grief lasts forever. the ripple effect lasts forever. the bleeding never stops. 4). itâs a club i can never leave, but is filled with the most shining souls iâve ever known. this crappy club called child loss is a club i never wanted to join, and one i can never leave, yet is filled with some of the best people iâve ever known. and yet we all wish we could jump shipâ that we could have met another wayâ any other way but this. alas, these shining souls are the most beautiful, compassionate, grounded, loving, movers, shakers and healers i have ever had the honor of knowing. they are life-changers, game-changers, relentless survivors and thrivers. warrior moms and dads who redefine the word brave. every day loss parents move mountains in honor of their children gone too soon. they start movements, change laws, spearhead crusades of tireless activism. why? in the hope that even just one parent could be spared from joining the club. if youâve ever wondered who some of the greatest world changers are, hang out with a few bereaved parents and watch how they live, see what they do in a day, a week, a lifetime. watch how they alchemize their grief into a force to be reckoned with, watch how they turn tragedy into transformation, loss into legacy. love is the most powerful force on earth, and the love between a bereaved parent and his/her child is a lifeforce to behold. get to know a bereaved parent. youâll be thankful you did. 5). the empty chair/room/space never becomes less empty. empty chair, empty room, empty space in every family picture. empty, vacant, forever gone for this lifetime. empty spaces that should be full, everywhere we go. there is and will always be a missing space in our lives, our families, a forever-hole-in-our-hearts. time does not make the space less empty. neither do platitudes, clichĂ©s or well-wishes for us to âmove on,â or âstop dwelling,â from well intentioned friends or family. nothing does. no matter how you look at it, empty is still empty. missing is still missing. gone is still gone. the problem is nothing can fill it. minute after minute, hour after hour, day after day, month after month, year after heartbreaking year the empty space remains. the empty space of our missing child(ren) lasts a lifetime. and so we rightfully miss them forever. help us by holding the space of that truth for us. 6). no matter how long itâs been, holidays never become easier without my son. never, ever. have you ever wondered why every holiday season is like torture for a bereaved parent? even if itâs been 5, 10, or 25 years later? itâs because they really, truly are. imagine if you had to live every holiday without one or more of your precious children. imagine how that might feel for you. it would be easier to lose an arm, a leg or twoâ anythingâ than to live without your flesh and blood, without the beat of your heart. almost anything would be easier than living without one of more of your precious children. that is why holidays are always and forever hard for bereaved parents. donât wonder why or even try to understand. know you donât have to understand in order to be a supportive presence. consider supporting and loving some bereaved parents this holiday season. it will be the best gift you could ever give them. 7). because i know deep sorrow, i also know unspeakable joy. though i will grieve the death of my son forever and then some, it does not mean my life is lacking happiness and joy. quite the contrary, in fact, though it took awhile to get there. it is not either/or, itâs both/and. my life is more rich now. i live from a deeper place. i love deeper still. because i grieve i also know a joy like no other. the joy i experience now is far deeper and more intense than the joy i experienced before my loss. such is the alchemy of grief. because iâve clawed my way from the depth of unimaginable pain, suffering and sorrow, again and againâ when the joy comes, however and whenever it doesâ it is a joy that reverberates through every pore of my skin and every bone in my body. i feel all of it, deeply: the love, the grief, the joy, the pain. i embrace and thank every morsel of it. my life now is more rich and vibrant and full, not despite my loss, but because of it. in grief there are gifts, sometimes many. these gifts donât in any way make it all âworthâ it, but i am grateful beyond words for each and every gift that comes my way. i bow my head to each one and say thank you, thank you, thank you. because there is nothingâ and i mean absolutely nothingâ i take for granted. living life in this way gives me greater joy than iâve ever known possible. i have my son to thank for that. being his mom is the best gift iâve ever been given. even death canât take that away
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