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Another morning and the day begins to dawn
My heart cries out, please God I can’t go on
Pull the blinds, please close the drapes
For my broken heart, there is no escape
I miss your laughter, I miss your smile
This pain will last much more than a little while
I know your happy and you couldn’t stay
I hear those words “Nah I’m Good” now enjoy your day
This advice I would usually take and move on
But there is no joy since you’ve…
ContinuePosted on June 2, 2013 at 9:57am
Another morning and the day begins to dawn
My heart cries out, please God I can’t go on
Pull the blinds, please close the drapes
For my broken heart, there is no escape
I miss your laughter, I miss your smile
This pain will last much more than a little while
I know your happy and you couldn’t stay
I hear those words “Nah I’m Good” now enjoy your day
This advice I would usually take and move on
But there is no joy since you’ve…
ContinuePosted on June 2, 2013 at 9:57am
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Posted on June 2, 2013 at 9:52am
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So sorry for your suffering...I too am a Christian and am grandma age..have only two living grandchlidren whom I see only about once or twice a year which is hard..my son was severely disabled, but had beat the odds all of the years he was with us..we adopted him at 4 years old..his health improved over the years, and we won several close battles with death in hospitals and at home over the years, but on May 2 this year, while we were staying at the beach, he went to sleep and didn't wake up...I am still totally reeling and feel like I can't breathe or I'm going to throw up..or scream or throw things..off and on all the time...I have another son who is disabled also..he is going to be 29 on July 11 and I will be 70. My husband has been fighting prostate cancer since last fall...we feel like God is crushing everything out of us all...I'm so terrified all the time about what will hit us next...maybe we can shore each other up from time to time...I have few friends because I've spent so many years doing 24/7 care in my home to my two guys and hardly ever go anywhere else...so I have no one to talk to except my husband and oldest son [dad to my grandkids...he lost two daughters to death before birth and also his first fiancee to a wreck so he understands how devastated I am feeling..but its hard for him to talk much because it dredges up his own despair from the past...it never goes away ...it couldn't ....have you had any sort of sign that your son is OK? I know that is frowned upon by lots of Christians and I don't mean I would go to a psychic or anything like that...but since my son died we have had several instances involving music coming on by itself...he LIVED for good music...well I must run...sorry we have to meet like THIS...hugs to you and all your family..