Dear Patrice Karst,
After my mom died, my memories of her were starting to wash away and go down the drain. I couldn't think of her because if I would, it would be like pressing on a soft spot in my heart. I would burst into tears or become emotionally crushed. It seemed like the thoughts of her being in heaven, having silver wings, and being perfect was too much. I was only eight at the time, and I thought I could never be connected to her again or have the comforting and warm feeling of her love and care. And then I read The Invisible String. I now know what love is.
After I read your book, I became more open to talk about my mom, let alone think about her, because I learned she will always love me and be with me even though she is not in bodily form. When you talked about the "invisible string," I constructed a piece of art with string to remember I am always with the people I love, including my mother. I realized my mom is still with me, when in the book it is mentioned that even in heaven, Uncle Brian is still connected to the family by the "invisible string" . When I dug deeper into your story's meaning, I concluded from the pictures of all the children, that love is everywhere, even in poverty where love and friendship is in abundance. When the twins are fighting, it reminds me when my brothers and I fight. I can get very frustrated with them sometimes, but I love and care for them very much. This story tells me that I should. So even from the sadness of death, there is hope and love when you know there is the "invisible string."
Even though this is a small book, it has a huge meaning, especially to me. I have learned I am never alone because everyone is connected to me, even the people in heaven. My dad always says to put your faith in God and to love everyone, and this book describes how, by love, we are connected. I now know love is greater than anger. I may get in fights, but the loving side of me will show compassion in the end. I know I can become stronger physically, emotionally, and spiritually by showing love, care, and trusting I am connected to others by love. So maybe I can just plug up the drain and keep my memories of my mother and cherish them and not think of them as nightmares. I know what love is. I know that love is stronger when you put faith in it. It is the strongest when you share it with people you are close to and maybe ones you are not literally close to. In the rest of the days I will live, I will always know my mother is with me. Someday I may be able to feel her silver wings brush up against me. The Invisible String has taught me wonderful virtues.