This poem really touched my heart. It reminds me of all the tims I have failed as a daughter to my mother. I'm dreadfully sorry for it all. The pain to you must be hard.
I lost a sister in February of last year. Her one year anniversary is on the 27th of this month, and I can tell you it's not easy. Every single day I live with the memory of the last 48 hours I spent with her in the hospital. It's like a film being played over and over in my head. Wish it didn't have to be this way. I miss and love you, sis.
I lost my brother last Thursday, and his burial was yesterday. Your poem just connected to me because as your brother, my brother was the same. He never got married or had children of his own, so my kids where his kids. He was there for both their arrivals to the world and was the first one to hold them. He was my protector, my brother, my best friend. I don't know how I'm gonna get through this. People tell me I have to be strong for my kids, which I try, but I have no strength left.
Beautiful! Thank you. Love the easy reading ;) It's inspirational - both the content of the poem and the way it flows. I've also done my fair share of sailing, so I really enjoyed those references.
All the best!
I just recently lost my husband of 4 years. We have two small children together. He was 23. Died on Feb. 11, 2017. Motorcycle accident. He had been riding bikes since he was 3. I don't know how to move on from this. I can't think or sleep. I keep hoping and praying I'll wake up from this terrible week and a half dream, but it is never ending. My kids are going to be too young to remember their daddy, but I just don't want to be here without him.
April 12, 2016, I lost my big brother due to a car crash. I have cried so many tears, and I'm not done crying yet. I love and miss him so much. I know every tear I cry he holds in his hands. He was my best friend; he was my only friend.
Once Bubba died, I started cutting and starving myself. I know now that I didn't need to do that. Every weekend I go to his grave and I sit there and cry. That's the thing about pain; it demands to be felt in any way possible.
My dad passed away on the 1st of January from pancreatic cancer, and there's not a day that I don't miss him. I love you so much and miss you so bad. You fought to the end, but it was so sad to see you so ill, but I'm glad you're not in any more pain. God bless you, Dad, and thank you for being the best dad in the world.
Wow, I love this poem. It is so funny. I even used it for an assembly. I will never forget this poem.
It still feels like yesterday. June 13, 2015 my father passed away (liver failure). While he was still fighting for his life in the hospital, I was hurting in a way that I hated seeing him like this, so helpless. I wanted God to just take away the pain from him, but when I was going to visit him in hospital I got a call early in the morning (4:10) from the hospital telling me that my father was no more. I couldn't believe it. I thought that it was just a dream.
I have found out over the years that if you can't live for yourself, then live for others.
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