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Poems
and Letters
"If you live to be a hundred, I
want to live to be a hundred minus one day, so I never have to live without
you."
~Winnie the Pooh
The Club
Please Let me Mourn
The Compassionate Friends
The Ultimate Magic Show
I Need
Whispers of Love
Step Parents
Flower
"This
little flower was given to me to bud on earth,
and bloom in Heaven."
~Callie Anderson
Not in your Arms, But in
your Heart
The Mourner’s Bill of Rights
Memories are Heartbeats
Closure is for those who Died!
Grand Parents Remembrance
Autumn
Beatitudes for Those Who Comfort
"A nobleman once asked a Chinese Philosopher to grant his family a blessing. [He] thought for a moment, then said, 'Grandfather dies, father dies, son dies.' The nobleman was horrified, but the philosopher shrugged his shoulders. 'What other way would you have it?"
Fix Up Man
I am a Man!
Men Do Cry
I Never
Called You Father
Fathers Lose Too
Death of a Child
Precious Child
"I used to
wonder what was meant by keening.
I remember reading about Indian mothers and grandmothers
keening when a son or husband was killed in battle.
When my grandson died, I knew exactly what it was.
I howled in rage and grief.
I keened with tears streaming down my face.
I finally understood what the term keening meant.
It means your heart is breaking and you will never be quite the same."
~Shirley Saum
Believe In Me
Mrs. Butterworth
Mother’s Day Wish From Heaven
The Shopping Trip
The New Normal
On Butterfly Wings
A Mother's Day Gift to God
"Happiness isn't
something you experience;
it's something you
remember.
~Oscar
Levent
A Grandma's Perfect Love
Cemetery Visits
Halloween Musings on Halloweens' Past and Present
The Box
The Bereaved Parents Blues
"You gain
strength, courage and confidence by every experience in
which you really stop to look fear in the face. You
are able to say to yourself, 'I have lived through this
horror, I can take the next thing that comes along.'
You must do the thing you think you cannot do."
~Eleanor Roosevelt
Freedom To Grieve
They Don't Wear Purple
Hearts in Heaven
Fireworks are like Love in
our Hearts
My Son Our Sons
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