The Making of A Book That Broke My Heart

Death happens. It is the saddest most difficult part of life. We all experience death, no one is immune. It can happen any day, at any age, at any stage, to anyone. There is no warning, there is no real preparing, for how  do you say good-bye to someone you love? How do those you love say good-bye to you?

The day this harsh reality hit me, was the day Letters From Heaven Love Mom xo was born.

I remember looking at my children and accepting the reality that there are no guarantees that I would be granted another day with them. There are no guarantees that I will be there when they get married, or have children of their own. There are no guarantees that I will see them graduate or experience their fist date. No guarantees, no warning, no last hug or kiss good-bye. One day it could all be gone. That truth left me fearful. And yet I was filled with a deep sense of gratitude for each and every moment I had been gifted to that day.

Looking into their little faces, I wondered, if something were to happen to me, how long would it take them to begin to forget about the woman that loved them so deeply, the woman they refer to as Mom? How long would it take for them to forget about the crazy morning songs I sing to them when I wake them up? Or the silly nick names I give them? What would they remember of me? What would they miss the most? Who would they turn to when they needed their Mom?

That night, at 3am, I woke up frantically searching in the dark for a pen and paper. The first of the letters was born. The message was so beautiful and absolutely perfect, each word was written through tears for each word held within it the truth of a Mother’s love.

In the months that followed, more letters emerged. Always in the middle of the night, or just before falling asleep. Each letter was uplifting, encouraging, inspiring, and encompassed as much love as a letter could hold.  Each  letter provided guidance through life’s every day challenges and was written in a way that whether they were read as children or as adults, the messages that needed to be heard, would be.

Every letter broke my heart as I took myself out of this world and crossed over to the next where I would place myself watching over my children with all the love and protection of a Mother Angel. Every letter was created on tear stained sheets, in the dark, with a pen in one hand and Kleenex in the other. The whole process was heart wrenching and absolutely worthwhile. No matter what my children will always know that I love them, and through those letters they will feel the absolute, unconditional love of their Mother. They will know how to reach me, they will know my heart, and my deepest wish for their happiness. I have left no room for them to doubt that our love is strong enough to bridge this world and the next.

I felt compelled to share the letters with friends and family. I couldn’t have imagined the impact it would have. I am so pleased that with the help of Teresa DeGrosbois and Faye Levow, and the encouragement of so many Leaders in the transformational world such as best selling author Debra Poneman & Sheri Fink, Susan Heim with Chicken Soup for the Soul, and 6-Time EMMY Winner Shawne Duperon to name a few, Letters From Heaven Love Mom xo is now published and available for purchase. For more information visit our website.

Having the letters published took some careful consideration, these were intimate letters to my children. I would only have them published if it was possible for readers to add their own cherished memories, words of wisdom and love to the pages of the book. The team at Launch Pad Publishing made it happen. Artists Nicole Cote and The Heart Painter have turned the book into a treasured keepsake. Their work is exquisite. I couldn’t be more pleased with the results and I am excited to share these letters with you ❤

May your journey through the Letters be as powerful as mine ❤

All love,

Sandy Bucholtz

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