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  • Debra
  • 2017-10-11 21:37:15

I saw your message and knew I had to reply. I write for Combat Stress, a charity for former servicemen based in England who carry trauma, anxiety and in many cases post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD). There's so much support out there for you, no matter what your experiences have been. You are capable, you've served your country, you have a good future ahead of you. Look around and you will see that people do care. You are loved more than you know!

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  • PATRICIA Lee
  • 2017-10-11 20:32:08

I meet a wonderful man about 3 years ago. I knew he was the one for me. He is my friend, my pal, my everything. We talk for hours about everything. He is a Brooklyn boy, and I'm a Jersey girl. The love we have is like a tree that is growing all the time.

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  • Patricia Cisco
  • 2017-10-11 17:19:51

Very touching poem. Such sweet words, and what a lucky young man to have met such a lovely, charming young woman with such tenderness, and her words truly show it!!

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  • Author Jason Sandifer, Michigan
  • 2017-10-11 14:22:38

This is a very wonderful poem of a committed person conveying tender thoughts to a person she loves. You can hear the deepest feeling and emotion in the writing of this poem.

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  • Ajay Singh
  • 2017-10-11 14:04:40

When I was 12 year old my grandfather had an accident and died. I miss him so much, all day, all night, every day. I was so scared when he left me. I don't know how I can relieve my pain. I'm sorry, Dadi Ji. If you can hear me, I want to say I'm sorry I can't do nothing for you. I miss you and love you.

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  • Author Jason Sandifer, Michigan
  • 2017-10-11 11:42:28

This is a very thought provoking poem that truly touched me, because I embrace the exact same sentiments as well. People should truly and deeply embrace the ones they love before it is too late. They should not waste time, because time is a very precious commodity and cannot be replaced. The author of this poem stated so many things, and many things she shared are very true. If you have the ability to love someone in the way that she describes, then do so while they are living. Do it today.

The poem had a sad ending, because she described being too sick to enjoy the love, gifts, and sentiments given much too late. We take so many things for granted in life, especially time, love, and people. Love someone today.

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  • Noemi
  • 2017-10-11 11:23:20

First, I want to say I am sorry for everyone's loss, and I understand how everyone is feeling because I lost my mom on February 3, 2003, and even though a lot of years have gone by, I still miss her like it was yesterday. She was all I had because my father denied me at an early age, but that did not matter to me. Not having her in my life has been really hard. She died at age 40 from cancer, and even though it's been really hard I still continue on with my life because I have 7 beautiful kids that mean the world to me, so when I read the poem I felt like crying.

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  • Barbara Yates
  • 2017-10-11 10:50:30

My daughter died 18 weeks ago. She was 22 and my only child. How have you gone on 8 months? Every day it is harder for me.

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  • Ezney
  • 2017-10-11 09:42:12

I, too, lost my son a few months ago. It feels like it's killing me. Every day the pain gets worse. I don't know who to turn to anymore. I miss him so much. He is only 3 years old. There is no justice in courts anymore. I hope someday in the future there will be some sort of a team/group here where mums and dads who have similar problems can talk with each other/share their experiences.

I used to live with my ex and his father (father-in-law) who used to abuse me. I never called the police. I was too afraid. He used to threaten me that he will kill me. As soon as I left the house everything was turned against me. They knew a lot of people who could help them, friends of friends, some politics and even judges. My son is currently spending a lot of time with his father's new girlfriend who used to do drugs and was even in jail. Meanwhile, I'm here always crying. I don't know what to do anymore. I can't accept it, and yet I can't do anything about it.

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  • Mutesaasira Sh Araphat, Kampala , Uganda
  • 2017-10-11 02:10:22

Such a touching poem. I love the diction used. It really creates an atmosphere that rhymes well with the subject matter.

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