You left and I could not follow
There was no note
No map of where you were
Just an empty life without you
I couldn’t throw rocks at your window
Couldn’t shout your name from the rooftops
Or take you in my arms
Just cry until the tears ran out
I’ve tried for years to relive the months you gave me
I hear your words from Heaven
When you talk to me at night
I hear you say how much you love me
I hear you ask for guiding light
I hear your words from Heaven
When sometimes you just break down
It’s okay to have a bad day
Just know that I’m always around
I hear your words from Heaven
When you ask me if I’m proud
My bones literally ache for her
She's with me in a way
But it's so not enough for me to survive
Or want to face another day
She's in the breeze
She's in the signs she promised she would send
But, my God, I want to hold her now
Or I want my life to end
A life sentence without her touch
Is more than I can bear
What "it" is,i just don't know. Time has gone so quickly that when I actually realize we are coming up to ten whole years without my beautiful boy,i canNOT breathe.
My husband left this world on September 25, 2012. This was the last day of my life. For the past 3 years I have struggled daily with memories, guilt, remorse, anger, confusion and loneliness. Finally, I have been able to let go of MOST of these feelings. I was the best I could have been at that time with what I knew and had.
If I would have known I'd never see you again,
If I would have known that was the last time we would be together,
If I would have known I'd never get another chance
“Gary, I’m calling about our dad, Sal. He’s not doing well. Can you talk to him?” Steve asked.
Sal lost his wife, Millie, to Alzheimer’s. They had been married 55 years. No wonder he wasn’t doing well.
“One word of warning,” Steve continued. “Dad doesn’t take well to strangers, so I don’t know how this is going to go.”
It's not something we think about or contemplate while we are in the grip of our grief. More then likely, we are instead, wanting to join the one we lost. Death becomes none scary after the worst has happened. Suddenly, we have no fear of dying, not for ourselves anyway. The world has lost it magic, that hold it welded over us.
Today I was honored to be a volunteer for Run for The Fallen. A tribute to soldiers who died that have served our country. In interacting with so many family members, friends, and their support was amazing. To hear and see pain amongst people broke my heart. It is a reminder that the grieving process is different for so many of us. Some were smiling and sharing sto
