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I Can Hear you Whisper - by Sandy Goodman
I CAN HEAR YOU WHISPER
In the mornings
I reserve my drive time
To say hello to you
And to feel you surround me
With your violet eddy of emotions.
In the beginning, a hundred years ago (or was it yesterday?),
My trips to town were for crying,
For screaming,
For asking you over and over and over again
WHY YOU HAD TO LEAVE,
But now it's different.
Now we share the sunrise.
We listen to music,
We reach for…
Continue In the mornings
I reserve my drive time
To say hello to you
And to feel you surround me
With your violet eddy of emotions.
In the beginning, a hundred years ago (or was it yesterday?),
My trips to town were for crying,
For screaming,
For asking you over and over and over again
WHY YOU HAD TO LEAVE,
But now it's different.
Now we share the sunrise.
We listen to music,
We reach for…
Posted on March 21, 2010 at 4:52pm
The Grief of Fathers
The Grief of Fathers
Fathers are cast in a societal role that is different from that of the
mother. Although there are many role crossovers and although frequently
the deep strength in a family is in the mother, society expects, and
fathers themselves expect, that they be the “strong ones.”
Generally the father is the major support of the family, and he plans to
meet his current expenses, insure against the unanticipated, save for the
anticipated… Continue
Fathers are cast in a societal role that is different from that of the
mother. Although there are many role crossovers and although frequently
the deep strength in a family is in the mother, society expects, and
fathers themselves expect, that they be the “strong ones.”
Generally the father is the major support of the family, and he plans to
meet his current expenses, insure against the unanticipated, save for the
anticipated… Continue
Posted on May 31, 2009 at 5:30pm
oneday9.jpg The Emotional Roller Coaster Child loss brings with it an array of mixed emotions. Parents can feel anything from sadness and depression to extreme anger at everyone and anything. Some …
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The Emotional Roller Coaster
Child loss brings with it an array of mixed emotions. Parents can feel anything from sadness and depression to extreme anger at everyone and anything. Some days the tears will flow like a river for no apparent reason. Other days the language that pours forth from your mouth will surprise even you. Emotions can run wild for months following… Continue
The Emotional Roller Coaster
Child loss brings with it an array of mixed emotions. Parents can feel anything from sadness and depression to extreme anger at everyone and anything. Some days the tears will flow like a river for no apparent reason. Other days the language that pours forth from your mouth will surprise even you. Emotions can run wild for months following… Continue
Posted on May 27, 2009 at 3:44pm — 2 Comments
The Awakening
A time in your life when you finally get it.
When in the midst of all your fears and insanity,
You stop dead in your tracks, and somewhere in your head cries out -
ENOUGH!
Enough fighting, crying, or struggling to hold on.
And, like a child quieting down after a blind tantrum,
your sobs begin to subside, you shudder once or twice,
you blink back your tears and through a mantle of wet lashes
you begin to look… Continue
When in the midst of all your fears and insanity,
You stop dead in your tracks, and somewhere in your head cries out -
ENOUGH!
Enough fighting, crying, or struggling to hold on.
And, like a child quieting down after a blind tantrum,
your sobs begin to subside, you shudder once or twice,
you blink back your tears and through a mantle of wet lashes
you begin to look… Continue
Posted on May 12, 2009 at 4:25pm
Close By your Side
You think I've gone far away and life has lost its will,
But look around, I am right here, living with you still,
I watch your tears, I feel your pain, I see the things you do,
I weep as well, each time you cry, my soul it lives with you.
It gives me such joy to hear you laugh, and do the things you do,
And when you smile over bygone days, I smile right there with you,
For we are still one, just you and me, one mind, one soul, one being,
Walking forward into… Continue
But look around, I am right here, living with you still,
I watch your tears, I feel your pain, I see the things you do,
I weep as well, each time you cry, my soul it lives with you.
It gives me such joy to hear you laugh, and do the things you do,
And when you smile over bygone days, I smile right there with you,
For we are still one, just you and me, one mind, one soul, one being,
Walking forward into… Continue
Posted on May 10, 2009 at 4:47pm
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I hope you are doing ok Gail. I just wanted you to know your kind words of someone that understands ment so much to me! I will write more later just wanted you to know i was thinking about you and your family. Also the kind words you sent to me. luv Katelynes mommy
Would you please mention this to someone that can look into it? Thanks. I hope I am wrong.
He was trying so hard. My heart is broken
My thoughts and prayers are with you, too.
BY: Erma Bombech
May 13, 1995
If you’re looking for an answer this Mothers Day on why God reclaimed your child, I don’t know.
I only know that thousands of mothers out there desperately need an answer as to why they were permitted to go through the elation of carrying a child and then lose it to miscarriage, accident, violence, disease, or drugs.
Motherhood isn’t just a series of contractions; it’s a state of mind. From the moment we know life is inside us, we feel responsibility to protect and defend that human being. It’s a promise we can’t keep. We beat ourselves to death over that pledge, “If I hadn’t worked through the eighth month.” “If I had taken him to the doctor when he had a fever.” “If I hadn’t let him use the car that night.” “If I hadn’t been so naive, I’d have noticed he was on drugs.
The longer I live, the more convinced I become that surviving changes us. After the bitterness, the anger, the guilt, and the despair are tempered by time, we look at life differently.
While I was writing my book, “I Want to Grow Hair, I Want to Grow Up, I Want to Go to Boise,” I talked with mothers who had lost a child to cancer. Every single one said that death gave their new lives meaning and purpose. And who do you think prepared them for the tough, lonely road they had to travel? Their dying child. They pointed their mothers toward the future and told them to keep going. The children had already accepted what their mothers were fighting to reject.
The children in the bombed out nursery in Oklahoma City have touched more lives than they will ever know. Workers who had probably given their kids a mechanical pat on the head without thinking that morning were making calls home during the day to their children to say, “I love you.”
This may seem like a strange Mothers Day column – a day when joy and life abound for the millions of mothers throughout our country. But it’s also a day of appreciation and respect. I can think of no mothers who deserve it more than those who had to give a child back.
In the face of adversity we are not permitted to ask, “Why me?” You can ask, but you won’t get an answer. Maybe you are the instrument who is left behind to perpetuate the life that was lost and appreciate the time you had with it.
The late Gilda Radner summed it up pretty well. “I wanted a perfect ending. Now I’ve learned the hard way that some poems don’t rhyme and some stories don’t have a clear beginning, middle and end. Life is about knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what is going to happen next. Delicious ambiguity.”
"Hope" is the thing with feathers...
That perches in the soul...
And sings the tune without words...
And never stops at all.....
(Emily Dickinson