Wednesday 9th November
Waking up every morning
To the fact that you’re not here
Every. Single. Morning.
The pain will never disappear.
Nothing will ever change
You’re just not coming back
Every. Single. Morning.
Emptiness is my soundtrack.
I love you so very much
At your photograph I smile
Every. Single. Morning.
Stopping to reflect awhile.
I wonder over the unsaid words
What you might have become
Every. Single. Morning.
I miss you, my darling son.
xxxxxx
The Journey of My Left Foot (whilst remembering my son) 
I can understand this pain. Courage
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Thank you very much for your kind support.
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Thank you.
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xo
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I absolutely love your poem, beautiful!
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Thank you so very much.
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Hugs! ❤
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Thank you Bushka.
Hugs back.
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So sad 😦
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Great post
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Thank you so much.
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My dad was killed Dec 24, 2004. I miss him every single day too. I know it’s not the same as losing a child, but I thought I would tell you that the sharpness of grief becomes more bearable with time. It never goes away. But letting it soften does not mean you loved him less. The extent of grief is different for everyone, but is also a sign of the love we had and will always have for them. Hugs.
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So sorry for your loss.
Thank you for your caring thoughts.
Hugs back to you, too.
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I feel your pain. Parents should never have to bury their children. I lost my grandson at 18 days old. My heart hurt so much. As I am sobbing my heart out, I planted 32 rose bushes in the memory of my grandson. I must say, sobbing while digging out all the rock, and making this rose garden, that excess energy helped…at least for the moment. And that is when I knew…the hurt will never go away. You must find a way to go on moment by moment. This blog is so good for you to get your feelings on paper. I talk to my grandson almost everyday, hopefully he hears me. I am so deeply sorry for your loss honey, God Bless You and heal your heart.
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Thank you for your lovely, kind words.
Very much appreciated.
Yes, it is hard, and no, the hurt will never, ever go away.
xx
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I’m sending lots of hugs your way!!!
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Many thanks.
Hugs back x
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Just so utterly beautiful, had me in tears, thank you – and thank you for following me, I appreciate your kindness.
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Thank you very much for your lovely message.
Most kind.
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Moving and beautiful , my dear friend!
Thanks for the follow, I’ll do the same with your blog
Hugs,
A.
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Thank you so much.
Most kind.
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A beautiful heartfelt poem. I can feel your pain and loss. I’m so sorry that you have to experience such awfulness.
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Thank you very much indeed for your kind and caring words.
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