My Journal World
                                                                                                            by SherryValerie Henry

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“In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: it goes on.”
Robert Frost

When I was 5 years old, my mother always told me that happiness was the key to life. When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I wrote down ‘happy’. They told me I didn’t understand the assignment, and I told them they didn’t understand life.”
John Lennon

“Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.”
Ralph Waldo Emerson
For those who knows me, my name is Sherry-Valerie Henry. I am 38 years old and I come from Borneo, Sarawak, Malaysia. I have been living in Europe for the past sixteen years of my life and I have seven children.

Last year on the 12th March 2013, our two and a half-years old daughter Amanda died and left behind her parents and her other six siblings. She died of pneumonia of which also has caused her a heart failure as well due to extreme viral infect.

This is a digital journal of our lives stories on how we manage to move on after her death. There are much struggles along the way, but between the hard battles which we fought, we fought to bleed and yet we learned of its true meaning of pain and of honor. With the wounds that are open and some healing scars that are visible, we are on a long rough journey towards healing.

For those of a weak heart, perhaps that this is not sort of a read for them. But I still encourage to those who are coming for a visit, I welcome you with an open arms.

Here are my journal and so my story starts with Amanda.


“Children see magic because they look for it.”
Christopher Moore,
Lamb: The Gospel According to Biff, Christ's Childhood Pal

"Adults are complicated creature - they moan, they whine, they complaint, they are in pain. But children, they are always open, laugh, smile and curiously sweet because theirs are of the innocent time."

Sherry-Valerie Henry, After You are Gone
“Age does not make us childish, as some say; it finds us true children.”
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe