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We lost our son on 12/02/16. He was 41 years old and as far as we knew healthy and happy. We still don't know the cause of death and though people say, will it make a difference you can't...

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One Year Less

© Cheryl McDonald more by Cheryl McDonald

Published on March 2010

There is no word, no label, no identifying moniker,
I am not a widow, not an orphan, not childless,
But one child less.
One less open laugh and little boy giggle,
One less challenging tete-a-tete;
One less artful, winking manipulation,
One less word of comfort, one less grateful hug.
One less chance to embrace a daughter;
One less new life to carry your eyes, your chin, your grin, your name,
No one word for the pain, the longing, the brevity
Of a life meant for living; an old soul meant to grow older than mine;
Would there be any one price too high, any sacrifice too great,
For one more moment, one more breath, one more warm touch;
I grasp desperately and sense the closeness -
the ONE just at the fingertips of my heart and mind,
Only to realize again and again and again,
There is no "One" - you are gone and I am - less.


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  • by Roswitha Ellison
  • 3 weeks ago

We lost our son on 12/02/16. He was 41 years old and as far as we knew healthy and happy. We still don't know the cause of death and though people say, will it make a difference you can't bring him back to me, it will be closure. My son had many demons, he was an alcoholic, but at the time of his death was alcohol free for 5 years. He suffered from depression but at the time of his death had met the woman he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. I think the hardest thing was not being there and not being able to say goodbye. There is no greater loss than that of a child no matter what age. As a family we miss him greatly, as a mother I miss him painfully.

  • by Elizabeth Ruben
  • 1 month ago

My son was shot to death by a police officer. He was not well. I do not want to watch the video or see what went wrong or whose fault it was. At the end of the day he is gone and nothing will bring him back. I do not want to protest or claim injustice. My pain is private, all-consuming,engulfing and often numbing.

He would have been 21 this year. His birthday is on the two year anniversary of my mom's death and the same date I was baptized many years ago. It is nine days away and I already feel so sad.

Thank you for sharing your poems. They are beautiful and touching.

  • by Tanzannia Tate
  • 4 months ago

I lost my 16 year old son in a car accident on 11/16/14. My pain in indescribable and my life has forever changed. They say time heals all wounds, but I've come to see that that's not the case when you're speaking about the loss of a child. I love and miss you so very much son. I dream of the what ifs. You would've turned 18 this year. Proms, graduation, marriage and kids.

  • by Cherie Gann
  • 1 month ago

We lost our son last week and we are losing our minds.

  • by Angela Washington, Georgia, Stockbridge, Clayton County
  • 6 months ago

My son was shot 5 times at the Shell gas station on the morning of November 14, 2014. Life has never been the same! He was 21 and he was my best friend and he had just dropped his 5 yr old daughter off at school. I have been living with a broken heart ever since, but I'm making it through. God bless all of us on this journey.

  • by Hazel Chamberlain
  • 3 months ago

I lost my son a little over 2 months ago. There is nothing that compares to losing a son. I don't know how to handle it. I am raising my grandson which helps but I lost my best friend and I don't see how I will ever get over it. I go to the cemetery 2 times a day. I talk to him, play his favorite music and then cry. People have told me that, he will visit me but nothing so far. I am heart broken. Maybe God doesn't think I am worthy enough to send my son to me so I can say goodbye. I am still praying. I do know exactly how you feel. God bless you!

  • by Tanzannia Tate
  • 4 months ago

Wow, your son passed 2 days before my son. My prayers are with you and your family. Especially your granddaughter.

  • by Grace Mandry
  • 11 months ago

I recently lost my beloved husband and so I know the despair of unimaginable grief. I have also recently discovered that he was my independance. I believed I was strong and could handle what came my way, but without him, I realize now how insecure I really am. There are critics of the phrase "he/she completes me," but personally, I can attest to its credibility. I feel incomplete. When Cheryl mentioned "I am less," it touched me to my core. When I read that she would give anything for one more warm embrace, one more touch of the hand, I knew her pain. Cheryl's grief is for a child; mine is for a husband I shared my life with for 46 years. Though the duration of life may make our losses incomparable - our anguish is the same. Please accept my sympathy, Cheryl. God Bless You.

  • by Cristy Bosley, Texas
  • 9 months ago

My loss came on June 2015. It was the worst day of my whole life. My son died in 5 min, one min talking to me the next dead. I felt so helpless, he died in my arms. As a mom I wanted to take all his pain away..I just remember the doctors walking out and all I could say is my son is dead...I can't explain that feeling. All I could do is drop to my knees and cry...seeing him on the hospital bed was not real. I climbed up on the bed and just cried and laid with him, I talked to him..I didn't want to leave knowing I was never seeing my child again...I haven't stopped crying yet....I feel every pain you have...he was my best friend. I saw him everyday for 22 years...he never left home. He was my back bone. R.I.P..Kyle Anthony Bosley.
Forever love Cristy bosley

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