What has changed in the past 6 months that have gone by. I ask myself this question in hopes of of releasing myself from the old, the new, and what awaits lurking in the shadows of my own future.
The old ~ Part One
My OLD friends they are gone, they are here but they are gone. They grieve too, and I
understand this. My son, their nephew, their friend, the little boy they held in their arms is dead, he is gone and never coming back in the physical sense they understand. Why they are not communicating with me is their problem and not mine.
What they don't understand is that I shall not bite them, I shall grieve with them, we can help each other. Am I wasting to much time worrying my OLD friends?
No, time is never wasted if you use it wisely. Hope & Peace I wish to my OLD friends ~ they will someday connect back with me ~ when they face their own fears and or demons of grief.
~ I must say goodnight, get a good night sleep ~ so that I may concentrate; as tomorrow is another day.
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
A Unexpected Change ~ Part One
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1 inspiring comments:
I am truly sorry for your loss, but please know you are never alone. Your old friends are at a loss for words - the pain is too great. What do you say? There is nothing you can say so they say nothing. They are hurting, you are hurting - but how do you reach out? If someone could just hold out their hand to yours - that's all.
The next time you see or hear something your son would have enjoyed, call / email / text them and share it with them. Open the door for them so they can hold out their hand to you.
my heart soars for you and your son's loved ones
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