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On December 5, 2011, my 22 year old son was driving home from work and had a heart attack. He passed away before making it to the hospital and was later diagnosed with Viral Myocarditis. It...

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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 Leslie Carmona, Missouri
  • 3 weeks ago

On December 5, 2011, my 22 year old son was driving home from work and had a heart attack. He passed away before making it to the hospital and was later diagnosed with Viral Myocarditis. It was the worst day of my life...it was so hard seeing his lifeless body lying there. All I could do was fall to floor and cry, screaming! I couldn't believe my son, my baby was gone! He had so many dreams and to have it all taken away just like that...it's so heart breaking and so hard to move on without him! Every single day is a struggling challenge. Sometimes I find it very hard to get out of bed, but I have to! Troy Mychal Carmona will always be my Angel. RIH my sweet son. I know the terrible pain. May God Bless us all.

  • by Maribeth Lombardo
  • 1 month ago

My 20 year old son was a a passenger in his childhood friend's truck 132 days ago. He was killed because the friend was drunk. The friend has yet to be arrested, and I can't wrap my head around this nightmare. I'm destroyed and I need to keep going for my older son. I don't know what to do next...

  • by Maria Pereira
  • 1 month ago

I know, honey. I feel your pain. My kid, Rafael, passed 08-03-2016 on a dirt bike. My life is completely gone.

  • by Jodi Garcia
  • 3 months ago

I lost my son on June 1, 2016. He was 27. He went to sleep the night of the 31st and never woke up. I didn't get to say goodbye. We texted one last time on the 31st, not knowing that was my last. My last text, my last to ever see him, to ever talk to him. He was taking care of my mother, she found him. I wasn't allowed to see him before he was cremated. 2 years ago was the last physical sight and hug I had from my son. My guilt over why I didn't find time to go visit. This poem is so beautiful and touching. Sad thing, my son sits on my shelf in my living room. He isn't supposed to be there. I'm grateful to have his brother, my other son to be able to hug and hold. But I want to tell Joshua to do his chores, to call me, to pay his bills. He was an old soul. My dearest friend. My first born. I miss you so much Joshua. Joy in my Heart, Star in my eyes. R.I.P 11-23-88 to 06-01-2016

  • by Roswitha Ellison
  • 4 months 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 Ann Cowdrey
  • 2 months ago

I lost my darling boy on September 10, 2016. Two nights ago. Fine one minute, gone in the blink of an eye. We won't know the cause for many months. He had found love for the first time at the age of 35. We are devastated, and I feel a pain that I cannot describe. This is the worst thing that could ever happen. I had three sons, and I still have three but only two to love and cuddle, but one that I pray will walk beside me every day.

I love you, my darling boy. I miss you and only my own death will ever take away this pain. I don't like this club that I've joined; my heart breaks for all of us who are members xxxx

  • by Pauline Tulia Giles
  • 3 months ago

My story is almost identical. My son has just been taken from me two weeks ago. I am inconsolable, heartbroken and want to be with him. I don't know for the first time in my life how to cope. There are no words to express the grief. I don't even know how to feel sorry for anyone else...it's heartbreaking. But I know how you feel and I feel your pain. God Bless our dear sons.

  • by Elizabeth Ruben
  • 5 months 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
  • 7 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 Lorie Sanders
  • 2 months ago

I recently lost my son to a single vehicle accident. I am not a widow and I have 2 daughters, yet I am incomplete. I am lost. He was only 16 and had so much going for him. He had a strength and a forgiveness that I'll never forget. The "what if" of future promises taunt me, but I have so much to be thankful for that I can't stay mad. Garrett, you will forever be missed, and I was and am so proud of the man you had become. I will love you forever and pray I see you again.

  • by Cherie Gann
  • 4 months ago

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

  • by Angela Washington, Georgia, Stockbridge, Clayton County
  • 9 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
  • 7 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
  • 7 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
  • 1 year 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
  • 1 year 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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