This was one of Elizabeth Edward's Favorite Poems - I love the message - HOPE
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune--without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.
--Emily Dickinson
I thought with all that has been going on, these words might help some or all of us.
Sue
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Thank you Sue,
Thank you Sue,0 -
Oh, thank you.smalldoggroomer said:Thank you Sue,
Thank you Sue,
Two years ago my older son, Rob, was admitted to intensive care with kidney and heart failure. It didn't look good. He was only 34 years old. He had been a Type 1 diabetic for over 24 years and was experiencing some of the worst of the diseases potential complications. It looked like he would need both a kidney and heart transplant. In our darkest moments, I prayed for hope because the doctors weren't giving us any. I am a spiritual but not a religious person. However, there was a chapel off the lobby I would go to to pray every day to get strength. We had been given very bad news one morning and I said out loud "I just need some hope". Just then there was a message on the intercom that a church service was being offered in the chapel. I decided to go. No one else was there except the minister and me. She wore a name badge...Hope. I asked her, "Your name isn't hope is it?" She said, "Yes it is." She held my hands and we prayed together. Later that day, my son was having his first dialysis treatment. I stayed with him. We looked out the window and there was a beam hanging for a new addition to the hospital. Painted on the beam in large brightly colored letters was the statement, "Hope is coming." That's when I knew...everything would work out. That night the heart specialist said that Rob's heart was healing so he would not need a heart transplant. He would need a kidney transplant but that was a much less serious surgery. They told him he could have a new type of home dialysis which would allow him to go back to work full time. It has been 2 years and we are hopeful that a kidney match will become available soon. In the meantime, I was diagnosed with breast cancer. With all my fear during my diagnosis and treatment the one thing I knew for sure is that there is hope.
Let's hang onto hope today and always!
Roseann0 -
Roseannroseann4 said:Oh, thank you.
Two years ago my older son, Rob, was admitted to intensive care with kidney and heart failure. It didn't look good. He was only 34 years old. He had been a Type 1 diabetic for over 24 years and was experiencing some of the worst of the diseases potential complications. It looked like he would need both a kidney and heart transplant. In our darkest moments, I prayed for hope because the doctors weren't giving us any. I am a spiritual but not a religious person. However, there was a chapel off the lobby I would go to to pray every day to get strength. We had been given very bad news one morning and I said out loud "I just need some hope". Just then there was a message on the intercom that a church service was being offered in the chapel. I decided to go. No one else was there except the minister and me. She wore a name badge...Hope. I asked her, "Your name isn't hope is it?" She said, "Yes it is." She held my hands and we prayed together. Later that day, my son was having his first dialysis treatment. I stayed with him. We looked out the window and there was a beam hanging for a new addition to the hospital. Painted on the beam in large brightly colored letters was the statement, "Hope is coming." That's when I knew...everything would work out. That night the heart specialist said that Rob's heart was healing so he would not need a heart transplant. He would need a kidney transplant but that was a much less serious surgery. They told him he could have a new type of home dialysis which would allow him to go back to work full time. It has been 2 years and we are hopeful that a kidney match will become available soon. In the meantime, I was diagnosed with breast cancer. With all my fear during my diagnosis and treatment the one thing I knew for sure is that there is hope.
Let's hang onto hope today and always!
Roseann
I have been trying not to cry, but the story of your son and how you found hope(or maybe hope found you, too) is so powerful. Thank you for sharing this personal crisis with all of us. Thank you for helping me to keep hope. I wish your Rob a long and happy life, and a kidney match very soon.0 -
Beautiful poem Sue, and,Moopy23 said:Roseann
I have been trying not to cry, but the story of your son and how you found hope(or maybe hope found you, too) is so powerful. Thank you for sharing this personal crisis with all of us. Thank you for helping me to keep hope. I wish your Rob a long and happy life, and a kidney match very soon.
Beautiful poem Sue, and, beautiful story Roseann!0 -
Thank you for sharing this.
Thank you for sharing this. At the beginning of a new year is so much the appropriate time to renew our hope.
Linda0 -
What a powerful story. I'mroseann4 said:Oh, thank you.
Two years ago my older son, Rob, was admitted to intensive care with kidney and heart failure. It didn't look good. He was only 34 years old. He had been a Type 1 diabetic for over 24 years and was experiencing some of the worst of the diseases potential complications. It looked like he would need both a kidney and heart transplant. In our darkest moments, I prayed for hope because the doctors weren't giving us any. I am a spiritual but not a religious person. However, there was a chapel off the lobby I would go to to pray every day to get strength. We had been given very bad news one morning and I said out loud "I just need some hope". Just then there was a message on the intercom that a church service was being offered in the chapel. I decided to go. No one else was there except the minister and me. She wore a name badge...Hope. I asked her, "Your name isn't hope is it?" She said, "Yes it is." She held my hands and we prayed together. Later that day, my son was having his first dialysis treatment. I stayed with him. We looked out the window and there was a beam hanging for a new addition to the hospital. Painted on the beam in large brightly colored letters was the statement, "Hope is coming." That's when I knew...everything would work out. That night the heart specialist said that Rob's heart was healing so he would not need a heart transplant. He would need a kidney transplant but that was a much less serious surgery. They told him he could have a new type of home dialysis which would allow him to go back to work full time. It has been 2 years and we are hopeful that a kidney match will become available soon. In the meantime, I was diagnosed with breast cancer. With all my fear during my diagnosis and treatment the one thing I knew for sure is that there is hope.
Let's hang onto hope today and always!
Roseann
What a powerful story. I'm praying for a match for your son.
Hugs,
Linda0 -
WOWroseann4 said:Oh, thank you.
Two years ago my older son, Rob, was admitted to intensive care with kidney and heart failure. It didn't look good. He was only 34 years old. He had been a Type 1 diabetic for over 24 years and was experiencing some of the worst of the diseases potential complications. It looked like he would need both a kidney and heart transplant. In our darkest moments, I prayed for hope because the doctors weren't giving us any. I am a spiritual but not a religious person. However, there was a chapel off the lobby I would go to to pray every day to get strength. We had been given very bad news one morning and I said out loud "I just need some hope". Just then there was a message on the intercom that a church service was being offered in the chapel. I decided to go. No one else was there except the minister and me. She wore a name badge...Hope. I asked her, "Your name isn't hope is it?" She said, "Yes it is." She held my hands and we prayed together. Later that day, my son was having his first dialysis treatment. I stayed with him. We looked out the window and there was a beam hanging for a new addition to the hospital. Painted on the beam in large brightly colored letters was the statement, "Hope is coming." That's when I knew...everything would work out. That night the heart specialist said that Rob's heart was healing so he would not need a heart transplant. He would need a kidney transplant but that was a much less serious surgery. They told him he could have a new type of home dialysis which would allow him to go back to work full time. It has been 2 years and we are hopeful that a kidney match will become available soon. In the meantime, I was diagnosed with breast cancer. With all my fear during my diagnosis and treatment the one thing I knew for sure is that there is hope.
Let's hang onto hope today and always!
Roseann
Roseanne,
that is an incredible anecdote!!!
The women of this board never fail to amaze me.
Thanks for sharing this personal story with us.
Ayse0 -
The poem and the story wereaysemari said:Never faltering hope
Sue,
thank you so much for sharing this beautiful poem.
It was just on time for me.... I have weathered my storm
and hope is starting to fill in the spaces where anxiety used
to reside.
Thanks again.
Ayse
The poem and the story were both so powerful. Thank you both for sharing. Hope is an anchor to hold us steady, a rock to cling to during the storm, and faith for our hearts. It is the one thing we should never lose because it can sustain us when all else seems to fail. So for all my sisters here, I carry hope in my heart for all of you. Blessings to all of you.
Stef0 -
Hope! What an amazing storyaysemari said:WOW
Roseanne,
that is an incredible anecdote!!!
The women of this board never fail to amaze me.
Thanks for sharing this personal story with us.
Ayse
Hope! What an amazing story Roseann! Thank you for sharing that! Prayers for your son, as well as for you.
Thanks for this touching and beautiful poem Ritzy! It seems to have taken on a new life!
Hugs, Leeza0 -
Sue, what a wonderful poem!aysemari said:Never faltering hope
Sue,
thank you so much for sharing this beautiful poem.
It was just on time for me.... I have weathered my storm
and hope is starting to fill in the spaces where anxiety used
to reside.
Thanks again.
Ayse
Sue, what a wonderful poem! I really, really love it!
Roseann, what a touching story!
Hope will get us through so much!0 -
I never imagined that when Icarkris said:Wow the poem and Roseanne's
Wow the poem and Roseanne's story were beautiful. thank you so much!
I never imagined that when I posted this poem that I would read such a beautiful story. Thank you Roseanne for writing that.
Sue0 -
We always have to have hopeRitzy said:I never imagined that when I
I never imagined that when I posted this poem that I would read such a beautiful story. Thank you Roseanne for writing that.
Sue
I so agree, this is a beautiful poem and Roseanne's story brought tears to my eyes.
Thank you both!
Jan0 -
This story of your sonroseann4 said:Oh, thank you.
Two years ago my older son, Rob, was admitted to intensive care with kidney and heart failure. It didn't look good. He was only 34 years old. He had been a Type 1 diabetic for over 24 years and was experiencing some of the worst of the diseases potential complications. It looked like he would need both a kidney and heart transplant. In our darkest moments, I prayed for hope because the doctors weren't giving us any. I am a spiritual but not a religious person. However, there was a chapel off the lobby I would go to to pray every day to get strength. We had been given very bad news one morning and I said out loud "I just need some hope". Just then there was a message on the intercom that a church service was being offered in the chapel. I decided to go. No one else was there except the minister and me. She wore a name badge...Hope. I asked her, "Your name isn't hope is it?" She said, "Yes it is." She held my hands and we prayed together. Later that day, my son was having his first dialysis treatment. I stayed with him. We looked out the window and there was a beam hanging for a new addition to the hospital. Painted on the beam in large brightly colored letters was the statement, "Hope is coming." That's when I knew...everything would work out. That night the heart specialist said that Rob's heart was healing so he would not need a heart transplant. He would need a kidney transplant but that was a much less serious surgery. They told him he could have a new type of home dialysis which would allow him to go back to work full time. It has been 2 years and we are hopeful that a kidney match will become available soon. In the meantime, I was diagnosed with breast cancer. With all my fear during my diagnosis and treatment the one thing I knew for sure is that there is hope.
Let's hang onto hope today and always!
Roseann
This story of your son Roseann is beautiful and I love what you wrote at the end, Let's hang onto hope today and always!
And, thank you Sue for the Emily Dickinson poem. I still think and feel so sad for Elizabeth Edwards. What a courageous and beautiful sister.
Hugs, Angie0
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