Sunday 20th March
Just because I’m used to it,
Doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt anymore.
My heart is broken,
But I still have to get up each morning.
On the outside, I’m coping,
Beneath the surface, is where pain lies.
You will always be my son,
I continue to talk to you and about you.
I don’t love you any less,
As time passes, I know I love you more.
No longer on this earth,
But I feel your heart beating with mine.
My first waking thought,
And my last one before I fall asleep.
I love you my darling,
I just wish you were here to tell you.
Night, night sweetheart,
Love you to the moon and beyond.
xxxxxxx
A grey afternoon
Hugs! ❤
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And hugs back to you Bushka.
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so true….. ❤
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Thanks Jodi.
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This is so sweet and sad. We never do stop loving those who have left this earth… in that way, they are always with us.
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Thank you for your kind thoughts.
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Beautiful! Can I post this to my grief webpage?
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Hello.
No problem, but please credit me, if you would.
(What is the address of your webpage, too?)
Thank you.
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http://www.bushkarogfa.wordPress.com
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😊
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What a blessed Mom your Son had, but I believe that his Spirit is still with you, and he’s waiting for you, looking out for you, and your words of love to him are not in vain. Bless you and your aching heart. x x x
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Thank you very much indeed for your lovely words.
Most kind.
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The poem is sweet but i felt the sadness of the photos. I understand the longings of a mother of her lost son…Have a happy weekend! 🙂
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Thank you so much.
Hope your weekend is a good one.
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🙂
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Yes credit will be given you.
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Thank you very much.
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The quote I am sure is so very true! xx
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I do believe it is so.
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Xx
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Reblogged this on Ancien Hippie.
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