My heart bleeds for joy and my mind cries for help. I wish, I wish, and wish some more, but it's hard to be happy. I might wish, but it never comes true, so all I do is live with the pain by being the pain. My body feels, but I don't know what it is. My heart is broken, but what's the reason. I smile but I'm not happy. I don't cry, but I feel like I want to. I'm like a tree. They cut me, but I don't make a sound. Although I need air, sun and water, I feel dead inside. Sometimes I wonder if I'm really alive.
I'm 14 years old right now. My dad is currently in jail. My brother told me he'll be there for at least 3 years. I just don't understand. My dad, too, had a father who brought pain to him, so I don't know why he brings pain to my siblings and me. My dad never abused or walked out on my life or never said he loved me. He thinks he's a good dad, but he goes to jail for 8 years then comes back for 6 then goes back. I'm so tired of this. I won't be dancing with him at my quinceanera. He felt the same pain I did, so I don't know why he doesn't this to me. I love and miss you so much, Papa.
I had an old book of EWW poems when I was young that had belonged to my Grandmother, who was born in 1904, given to her by my Grandfather. Reading them brings back some memories. I didn't know she was so popular, and now that I'm much older, it makes me realize what a romantic my Grandfather must have been!
God help you with your grief. I have 2 sons, 15 and 25. The 25 year old is destroying himself through drink and drugs. I pray every day that the Lord will save him and not take him from me. I hope I never know the grief of losing a son, and my heart goes out to you. I will pray for you. God bless.
I've know this man for a very long time (around 30 years). We became inseparable for about a year and a half back in 2003. A year and a half went by and I lost my best friend to the woman he married. I also went and got married. Twelve years went with only seeing him 2 times. We are both divorced now. He has come back in to my life, and I'm really happy. He's told me he loves me, and he has said he values our friendship.
The other day I took him his late Christmas gifts and he loved them and said he would treasure them forever. Then he kissed me on the lips?!!?! (I’ve never kissed him before.) Then a little bit later we were leaving. I said I'm chilly and he grabbed me and held and rubbed my back until I was warm. Then it happened again, but this time was very different. He said, “I just want to hold you,” but there's a lot going on in our lives and I know how I feel and I can tell how he is lost with it all. He is my best friend. We have a connection unlike any other friend we have! We are definitely soulmates.
I lost my mom on October 31. She died because an artery exploded. She was 70 so young, and I'm 41. I wish she was here. All the good memories couldn't bring her back. 1,000 tears couldn’t bring her back, but a week later a duck was on our porch. It was her; we hope you find a good home, Mom. –Dawn
I lost the love of my life because of my lies. All I want to do is have him back in my world. I love him so much and pray that God works it out for us.
It's time to say goodbye, and we don't know why today is the day we lay little man to rest. Everyone knows he was the best. He was our miracle, our dream come true, and we are here to comfort you through today. We say goodbye. Just remember he never really dies, for in our hearts his spirit lies. If he could talk I know what he'd say: "Mommy, Sister, please don't cry for I am not gone. I'm flying high. I'm that brand new twinkle in the sky. I know one day I'll see you again, and until then hold heads up high and just remember I'm standing by, for I'm the light of moon and the sunlight in the sky, so please be strong, and it won't be long till we're together again. Love, your little man."
Krya -Faith, you are most welcome to get this poem framed. It will be an honor for me indeed. :)
Being a mom takes everything you have to be a good mom. Surprise, every day you do it. Every day you're proud. Each day turns into years. You are much too dedicated to realize it. Now you are a grandma. A new role of grandma. You are still that dedicated mom. Now grandma ways you begin to learn. When your granddaughter can talk and call you Grammy, it's the most beautiful thing ever. Or when you granddaughter has stickers and she puts them all on you to show you how much she loves you. Or when your grandchildren finger paint and they have more paint on them than the picture. Grammy and mom all rolled into one. Those feelings or moments never change. Being a Grammy is a wonderful feeling. Your heart is with them always when your heart is extended in so many ways. Grammy and mom, a lifetime of love.
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