A bad day



Monday 1st February

You’re in my head
Every night and every day.
Safe within my heart
Is where you’ll always stay.

But I’ll never be the same.
Our lives are different now.
Just trying to move forward
Is an effort somehow.

The lightness of being
Has been truly replaced
With a constant dull ache
New obstacles to be faced.

I’m trying to be strong
But without you, I’m miserable.
Nothing seems to matter
It really is quite pitiful.

Sorry for being so forlorn
I’m just having a bad day.
That you’re not here
Simply fills me with dismay.

Love you sweetheart.
Precious Angel son.



40 responses »

  1. Beautiful tribute… May your heart be comforted and you find some peace in knowing he’s at peace in heaven. Bless your heart๐ŸŒพ๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿ

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      • I honestly think it is healthy to allow ourselves to be sad–it’s something we have to do because we have something to be sad about. We loved our sons with fierce love, it’s not surprising we miss them fiercely as well.

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      • That is so very true.
        I suppose trying to hold in, or hide the sadness and grief is not good for you.
        Well, I think I let out my anguish good and proper today.
        And yes, it really was a fierce love.


  2. Hugs. I think people looking at someone grieving and the person grieving thinks they have to move beyond and move forward. Grief is one of those emotions that will resolve itself or may always be there in a twinge. I think if you move forward than those departed moves forward with us also. There is no time limit for grief.

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