Words for the Journey

Now that I am in Heaven, I know that life for you there just isn’t the same. I want you to know that I hear you say how much you miss me and love me every day. Yes, I still hear you. I love you so much too.

When we talk into a room, we tend to look for people who are like us. It’s natural, automatic. We look for affinity, because we relate most naturally to those with whom we have something in common.When we’re enduring loss, we need people who are like us. We need people who know grief. 

 While we wonder what they are doing, they are right there trying to tell us...An interviewer asked Elizabeth Kubler-Ross: “Can we communicate with loved ones who have gone on?”

Each day I wake upI close my eyesI take a deep breathlookng up to see if you can see mecan you hear me?there are many beliefs to what happens to our loved onesonce you say goodbyeAll I know was you called me the apple of your eyeSo all I can do is look up at the sky Keep my head highTry everything not to cry

Sudden loss is shocking.Like a missile out of the blue, it can devastate our world in an instant.It happened so quickly“It happened so quickly. One minute he seemed fine, and the next he was gone. It was all so sudden,” Connie said through her tears.Matt had been mowing the lawn. He came inside, sat down in his recliner and feel asleep.

Surviving the loss of a loved one is heartbreaking and debilitating.  Healing

It was quite an adjustment for me to makein fact it's still in progress

 

Sometimes because you love, you hold on.           And sometimes because you love, you let go.

We should not be too quick to abandon suffering, lest we miss its savage blessing. Every ending is a chance to grow stronger in longing for what was lost. Inside the truth of our most painful experiences we find the seeds of new beginnings. It is never too late to forgive, to learn, to grow

The phone rang it was 8pm and it was my dad.He said do not worry I am ok I will be home in about an hour, he said I love you and I said I love you too. That was going to be the last time I saw him. The phone rang at 10:30 my husband picked up the phone and When he hung up, my husband said do u trust me?

It's almost a year nowi can't believe your goneit feels like a nightmarewhen I repeat to myselfthat you are no longer hereit feels like your awayand I'm waiting for you to come backwhich I know is not good or healthyits not the truth or realityThat you are coming back..Yout aren't coming back