my parents never told me

my parents never told me ~

there is a time to grieve
there is a time to breathe
there is a time to wake up
there is a time to go to bed

there is no time to listen to someone tell you when are you going to just STOP!

no, no, no, no, no it won't just stop ~ it will be with you forever
that's why I have such good friends who like to poke me

Grief Support After the Death of a Child

“The Compassionate Friends is about transforming the pain of grief into the elixir of hope. It takes people out of the isolation society imposes on the bereaved and lets them express their grief naturally. With the shedding of tears, healing comes. And the newly bereaved get to see people who have survived and are learning to live and love again.”
—Simon Stephens, founder of  The Compassionate Friends

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The Clock of Life ~

I dedicate this to you Kerry ~
I shall miss you dearly ~

The clock of life is wound but once,
And no man has the power
To tell just when the hands will stop
At late or early hour.

To lose one's wealth is sad indeed,
To lose one's health is more,
To lose one's soul is such a loss
That no man can restore.

The present only is our own,
So Live, Love, toil with a will --
Place no faith in 'Tomorrow' --
For the clock may then be still.

Robert H. Smith
©1932-1982