HELPING THROUGH THE GRIEF - Page 27
"The walls we build around us to keep sadness out also keeps out the joy."
Jim Rohn
January 19, 2004
IF ONLY I COULD...
If I could make you listen,
I would tell you my story.
If I could build you a town,
I would build it so no one would get hurt.
If I could write you a story,
It would be a perfect fairy tale.
If I could make it all go away,
I would hold you forever.
If only I could.
Copyright © 2003 Erin McCracken
I wrote this for my friend while she was going through a rough time in her life
January 19, 2004
"Someone was hurt before you; wronged before you; beaten before you; humiliated before you; raped before you; yet, someone SURVIVED."
Maya Angelou
January 19, 2004
JANUARY 11TH
I woke up thinking that it was going to be just another day,
boy was I wrong.
My grandpa was in the hospital because he was sick,
no big deal he'll get better,
he always did.
About nine that night everything was about to change,
that little people knew.
We were are around visiting him about to go home
and come back tomorrow.
Earlier while sitting next to him holding his hand tight
not ever wanting to let go,
I realized something I never wanted to realize.
I was losing him.
So I held tighter,
Thinking that he couldn't leave me if,
I kept holding on to him.
Every time I looked at him I saw pain,
I didn't want my grandpa to be in pain anymore,
but I wasn't ready for him to leave me.
While with him I felt relief around me,
I looked up and knew,
I lost him.
I cried for days,
Not knowing how to live,
couldn't sleep,
couldn't eat,
couldn't do anything.
We were so close,
and God do I miss him everyday.
I was always told that pain would heal with time,
but every time that I had a moment that I want to share with him I can't.
I look around and I can't find him.
I still cry when I think of him,
and these Holidays don't help.
It will be one year this January,
and I'm missing and hurting just as much as the day..
I lost him.
I'm trying to go on with my daily life,
but something will happen and remind me of him,
and I'll fall apart and have to start over,
getting over my grandpa's death.
Sometimes I can go without crying and living a normal life,
but then I remember, and I want him to always know,
That I love him and I'm missing him everyday and
nothing would or could ever change that.
I miss you Grandpa.
Written in 2004 by Jenny
January 19, 2004
"Death is only the moment between two lives; the concrete one and the abstract one."
Written in 2003 by Noha K., Age 17 --- Ontario, Canada
January 19, 2004
"Tears are the silent language of grief."
Voltaire
January 19, 2004
"Sadness is but a wall between two gardens."
Kahlil Gibran
January 19, 2004
TO THOSE I LOVE
If I should ever leave you whom I love
To go along the Silent Way,
grieve not,
Nor speak of me with tears,
but laugh and talk
of me as if I were beside you there.
(I'd come-I'd come, could I but find a way!
But would not tears and grief be barriers?)
And when you hear a song or
see a bird I loved,
please do not let the thought of me be sad...
For I am loving you just as I always have...
You were so good to me!
There are so many things I wanted still
to do-
so many things to say to you...
Remember that I did not fear-
It was just leaving you that was so hard to face...
We cannot see Beyond...
But this I know:
I loved you so-
'twas heaven here with you!
Isla Paschal Richardson