Recent Community Stories
  • Mildred Bales
  • September 15, 2018

My son was only 23 when he left me. He was in an accident and never made it out of the operating room. I had all the faith in the world he would make it, but it was not to be. I also lost my nephew who was with him. I have gone to the scene of the accident, looked at the truck, and spoke with EMS workers and the fireman who spoke to my son last. My son said they hydroplaned. I'm not sure away happened and will never know. What I do know is I miss my baby boy beyond words.

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  • Britney Cash
  • September 15, 2018

My husband passed away after one month and three days of being married. He was in a car accident. I have never felt so much pain.

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  • Kristin
  • September 15, 2018

What is the old-fashioned way to this song?
Thank you!

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  • Subhash Bansal
  • September 14, 2018

In our vicinity, a couple abruptly lost their 19-year-old son last Sunday in a tragic manner. The deceased was a classmate of my grandson and used to visit our home off and on. I have been thinking about his parents' plight since then. Your poem, "I Love You, Son," helped me to empathize with them. It also helped me to de-stress myself a bit.
Thank you very much.
Subhash Bansal

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  • Laura R
  • September 14, 2018

That's so kind of you to say. Thank you so much. Your comment actually came at a time when I was wondering whether I should continue writing poems or not, so I'm really grateful to you for sharing this with me. I 100% agree that poetry is a way that we can all come together and share our stories on our own personal battles with depression. Particularly with the world being as it is right now and mental health being such a huge part of lots of people's lives.

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  • Robin
  • September 14, 2018

I just lost my son a year ago to heroin laced with fentanyl. He was 33 years old. Each day I try to ask myself why I couldn't have helped him. I didn't know he was in and out of rehab. He was doing so good and then he was gone. He was a great kid, a wonderful small child. He is missed every day. We love you, Brett.

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  • Tone
  • September 13, 2018

I just learned of my brother death after I got off work, and I am still in shock. This is after my other eldest brother's death in 2015. I know he is at peace, but I'm numb and just can't really cry right now. I really don't know what to do. He just spoke to my mother yesterday. I'm just numb right now. I've read some of the beautiful posts, and I just wanted to thank the posters because I know I'm not alone in this.

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  • Belinda Cobb
  • September 13, 2018

There is no pain like the death of a mother. I don't know if you are a believer or not. Trust me, Jesus is the only one that can mend what is broken in you. Give your life to the Lord if you are not a believer and cry out to Him. Earth has no sorrow the heaven cannot heal. I am a witness. I lost my mom 7 months ago.

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  • Belinda Cobb
  • September 13, 2018

This poem was right on point, as if you were writing most of it just for me. My mother passed away Feb. 2, 2018; she was 87 as well. She had metastatic breast cancer, and she was a strong soldier. My mom and dad were married for 68 years, and my dad passed away 2 months before she did. I miss her so, so much, but I do know she is happy and free of pain. God bless you and your family, and hang in there; God's got you!

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  • Tyra
  • September 13, 2018

I thought I was the only person going through this or knows how it feels. Thanks! It touched me to know I'm not the only one.

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