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Loosing a child
People say, it's time to move on. But for a mum, asking her to move on after her child dies is like asking her to breath under water without any oxygen. We don't move on, we dont forget. We just learn to live with the pain, learn to live with the memories. We are reborn, our lives as we knew them are no more. We are different, we learn to keep going, and to smile. But inside our hearts are broken, and scared. Our memories are a mixture of beautiful moments, and our worst nightmares mixed together. We try to focus on the good memories just so we can get through another day. Some days I swear I hear my sons voice calling out "Mum" but when I turn my heart drops as I realise it is another persons son calling out to their mum. And that sickening realisation that my child is truly gone washes over me again. Though my mind tells me my son has been gone for 7 years, my heart tells me he is still with me, he is still my son and will be my son as long as I live.no matter where Izac has gone.I hold on to the dream of one day reuniting with him in heaven. A mothers love never ceases.
It’s days like these, when
It’s days like these, when you read a poem that just rips your heart out, that you wish you could hug through a computer screen!!! He is here with you, even though it’s not that comforting when you cannot have him physically with you. Such a powerful read, full of raw emotions. Thank you for sharing such a beautiful piece of yourself, I know it must have hurt.
Wishing you the best.
Thank you
Thank you
Someone Asked Me
If I had written anything for my daughter who died of cancer two years ago. I have and haven't. I talk about it openly and move on, but the moments of missing her are horrendous. And yes, you learn to smile again and for me, after two years, I am looking for a way to fill a huge void. I used to mentor and loved that - maybe help a young person get their bearings. I love to dance, arthritis limited, but that is also a possibility. Music is in my toenails, so live concerts perhaps. We shall see, but with the novels and poetry and the dust covered autobiography - I have some ways to fill life-time. I hope you too find fillers, not to replace, just to continue the pursuit of the happiness they gave to us.
Stella L. Crews
04-08-19
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"Never Ceases"
My daughter died two years ago of cancer. The shock wears off, the numbness leaves, and memories begin to flood in. I look thorugh old photo albums, the baby pictures that survived, the vacation shots, the big smiles. It does not remove the loss, I do not call it grief, I name it the remembering. She was my only offspring. She was an MD, so much promise yet to be actualized. My grandson is my joy. I join you in remembering. - slc