It's so hard at times to continue with such pain,
everyone always say it's all the same,
When in reality it's not
What did you say? You forgot?
let me tell you a story
it won't be all sad, but it is my story
that makes me happy n full of glory
for all I have conquered and for all I have done
I just got a medal saying I have won
i often wonder what it would be like to have not been hurt or cry
i often wonder where would I like to be and there's not a why,
it just is, and was and all turned out great
just celebrated our 14th year of what was faith
I knew someday I would be happy again
i just wasn't sure how or when
So here I am I've become known
How do they celebrate Christmas in heaven?
Do the angels sing in harmony
Is there such a thing as a Christmas tree
I wonder do you think of me
On this most special day?
I remember how we'd celebrate
The things we bought the food we ate
The excitement with which we'd wait
For this most special day.
Now I must spend it on my own
Ah, the holidays.
Halls, houses, and lawns are decked with festive decorations. Kitchens are filled with delightful, savory aromas. The air is laced with laughter, familiar music, and the tinkling of Salvation Army bells.
The holiday spirit is everywhere.
I find that most grievers are surprised by their grief. By the depth of it, the longevity of it, and the inflexibility of it.
This journey that I have been on, for eight years since it began.
Has been ever so difficult to believe and difficult to understand.
You and I were still so young and still so very much in love.
Without any warning, in a blink of an eye, God took you to heaven above.
This tragedy has happened and I can't change it if I try,
The insecurities are very strong,
The thoughts and memories keep coming along.
I try to see this as a fresh start,
But I can't seem to convey that to my heart.
I do my best to think it's not the same,
But I will always feel like I am to blame.
I should have done things differently somehow,
I live so scared and always worrying now.
The holidays can be a very difficult time for those who are grieving. Many bereaved have difficulty understanding and managing their grieving process. This may be because the holidays are a reminder of the people who should be at the holiday table, but are not. Their absence remains, even as the years pass.
I wouldnt ever believe where I am today
I wont look back n live in yesterday
There is a path we choose
whether we win or loose
remember the choice is up to you
as I get older and realize what's true
is that no one or nothing would know what to do
i have climbed mountains, I've conquered fears
chasing after dreams as wiping away the tears
