To all those who lost a loved-one

gdpawel

When it comes time for us to find out all that happened to our loved-one and why, many times we may think our thoughts are our own, but more often than not, they emanate from our passed on loved-ones. Through these thoughts, the best parts of our creative character come forth. I could not have done my three years of cancer research without the guidence of Ann. She had inspired each and every avenue of my search for truth.

Whether you personally believe it or not, when we think of making contact with our passed on loved-ones, we first must approach it with the awareness that the world they are in (or the creative sense of a God), is not limited to an area in the clouds out of our reach. Rather, our loved-one is up, down, around and through us, they are intermingled within our own world.

"Our" angels are there, looking after us, until that day when we will be back with them.

As for "my" pain:

What thousands of grief-stricken mourners are asking, "when will the pain go away?"

The answer, "never".

No one can stand it, the pain is so intense, "it has never gone away for me". You learn to live with it, you get accustomed to it, you accommodate it.

I don't want to deny her memory.

Anger is a powerful emotion that drowns all others, and nobody progresses through grief without dealing with it.

God gave me Ann, and it was the viciousness of man that took her away. This is an adequate enough answer for me.

Go to the internet and check out everything on grief. When finished with reading and discussing, it is concluded that there is no cure.

Peace and Blessings to You.


My First Christmas in Heaven

I see the countless Christmas Trees, around the world below
with tiny lights like heaven's stars, reflecting on the snow.
The sight is so spectacular, please wipe away your tears,
for I am sharing Christmas, with Jesus Christ this year.

I hear the many Christmas songs, that people hold so dear,
the sounds of music can't compare, with the Christmas choir here.
I have no words to tell you, the joy their voices bring,
it's far beyond description, to hear the angels sing.

I know how much you miss me, I see the pain within your heart
but I am now so far away. We really aren't apart.
So be happy for me, loved ones. You know I hold you dear,
and be glad I'm spending Christmas, with Jesus Christ this year.

I send you each a special gift, from my heavenly home above.
I send you each a memory, of my undying love.
After all 'LOVE' is the gift, more precious than pure gold.
I was always most important, in the stories Jesus told.

Please love and keep each other, as my Father said to do,
for I can't count the blessings, or the love he has for you.
So, have a Merry Christmas and wipe away those tears,
for I am sharing Christmas, with Jesus Christ this year.

-Anonymous-

kellyak

Thank you so much for the Christmas in Heaven poem. I'm printing it out for my family. It brought tears to my eyes, but think it will help through these upcoming holidays. Thanks again. It's beautiful.

DoubleKnot

Hello gdpawel,

Thank you for sharing that BEAUTIFUL poem. That poem sounded like something that my Mom shared with me, before she died. She told me "Honey, there are such things as Guardian Angels, and I am going to be YOUR Guardian Angel." I have no doubt that Mom IS my Guardian Angel! We were not only Mother and Daughter in life, but also Best Friends and that will remain the same for eternity. I want to share that poem with others, so that maybe it will bring some comfort to them. Thanks again for sharing it!

Sincerely,
Lin

mrmartinstenger

TO THE LIVING
DO NOT GRIEVE
WHEN I HAVE PASSED
KEEP YOUR MEMORIES OF ME
AND HOLD THEM FAST
LIVE YOUR LIFE
LIKE I HAVE DONE
I HAVE GONE TO JOIN
OUR FATHERS SON
I WILL BE WITH YOU
TILL THE END OF TIME
I AM ALIVE INSIDE YOUR MIND
REMEMBER ME EACH PASSING DAY
IN YOUR MEMORIES I WILL STAY
DON'T STOP LIVING BECAUSE I HAVE PASSED
HOLD TIGHT TO LIFE AND MAKE IT LAST

by Martin Stenger
other poems at poetry.com