CHANNILLO
The Anonymous God Letters
By Debbie Pinkham

Series Description:

In 2018, some 5 years ago, when I was working at the post office, we started receiving an influx of letters addressed to God.  There was no address for God and no return address for who might have sent them.  Only letters with the same handwriting, we thought a man's, and a faint scent of a nice aftershave.  He never signed a name, just "Your child" at the end, and a perfect, symetrical heart.  The letters only lasted several months, then stopped coming in, and for a long time we all wondered, and worried, about our anonymous, mysterious "God's child."

I kept the letters and made a book out of them as a tribute to his life, wherever he is now.  He changed my life, and made me appreciate it, and care about it more.  He also helped me see people more, and for that I will always be grateful to Lottie's papa.

Category/Genre(s): Adult Fiction, Journal Entries
Updated: Undecided
Status: Upcoming



Acknowledgements:

This story is dedicated to my cousin, Susan Marie Koffman Francis.

April 5, 1969-September 21, 2019

Rest in peace, sweet daredevil.  I miss you and I love you.

 

 

This story is also dedicated to my husband, Lee, who is a prostate cancer survivor.  I love you, honey.  You are the best husband a girl could ever ask for.  Thank you for all your love and support while I follow my writing dreams.

Notes:

For 2022, an estimated 339,000 new cases of breast cancer will be diagnosed in women in the U.S. with an estimated number of those, 43,250, women expected to die.

For 2022, an estimated 2,710 new cases of breast cancer will be diagnosed in men in the U.S. with an estimated number of those, 530, men expected to die.







Series Description:

In 2018, some 5 years ago, when I was working at the post office, we started receiving an influx of letters addressed to God.  There was no address for God and no return address for who might have sent them.  Only letters with the same handwriting, we thought a man's, and a faint scent of a nice aftershave.  He never signed a name, just "Your child" at the end, and a perfect, symetrical heart.  The letters only lasted several months, then stopped coming in, and for a long time we all wondered, and worried, about our anonymous, mysterious "God's child."

I kept the letters and made a book out of them as a tribute to his life, wherever he is now.  He changed my life, and made me appreciate it, and care about it more.  He also helped me see people more, and for that I will always be grateful to Lottie's papa.

Category/Genre(s): Adult Fiction, Journal Entries
Updated: Undecided
Status: Upcoming


Acknowledgements:

This story is dedicated to my cousin, Susan Marie Koffman Francis.

April 5, 1969-September 21, 2019

Rest in peace, sweet daredevil.  I miss you and I love you.

 

 

This story is also dedicated to my husband, Lee, who is a prostate cancer survivor.  I love you, honey.  You are the best husband a girl could ever ask for.  Thank you for all your love and support while I follow my writing dreams.

Notes:

For 2022, an estimated 339,000 new cases of breast cancer will be diagnosed in women in the U.S. with an estimated number of those, 43,250, women expected to die.

For 2022, an estimated 2,710 new cases of breast cancer will be diagnosed in men in the U.S. with an estimated number of those, 530, men expected to die.