The light went out of my life when I lost you. For a child to go before the parent is so hard to bear. How much I miss you being here, I really cannot say. The ache is deep inside my heart and never goes away. Someday when my journey's done I'll see your smile once more and will hold you in my arms again when we meet at Heaven's door. God, give me the strength to make it through and help me to feel his presence near. Love you and miss you so much my Angel xxxxxxxxxxxx
Nadzieją byłeś dla nas najwiekszą na drogi zyciaj szlak Radością dla siostry , pieszczotą dla dziadków lecz smierci nadleciał ptak .Rozciągnął swe skrzydła , zachłannie zaskrzeczał, gdy ujrzał Twe serce zawinął je ciasno i w ciemność uleciał. Co zrobic aby przywrocic Ci zycie? Jak udzwignac bol i zal? Modle sie do Boga skrycie .Czekam w tęsknocie na nasze spotkanie, gdy wieczność naszą wspólną drogą się stanie.....
When a person you love dies, a part of you dies too.It's not just a beautiful figure of speech to express the sadness and loss. You lose the part of you that only they knew. So many pieces of me are dead at this point, that I have no idea what still lives. My son, mum and dad...all gone. Do I still live? Just a shell of a human,struggling to exist. How does one go on? I continue to try to live , I get up and follow the routine but who am I really? Who lives inside?Love you and miss you so much x
It would be easier to lose an arm, a leg or two– anything— than to live without your flesh and blood, without the beat of your heart. Almost anything would be easier than living without you my Angel. Love you and miss you so much xxxxxx
Tears are a response to emotions for which we can find no words. They reveal our most vulnerable self. When we cry we are releasing the pain of the loss, not the memory of the one we cherish. The most dramatic rainbows seem to follow the most severe storms.Until we meet again my Angel . Love you always and forever xxxxxx
Grief is the deepest wound you will ever have, it scares away so-called friends. It will make a new person out of you, if it doesn't kill you in the making.It is our hearts that ache when a loved one dies. Nature is kind, we can't feel more pain than we can endure.In the beginning you are numb but like an unpaid bill,the pain waits. It is the price the heart must pay. Without loss there is no grief. If the dead do not matter, it will not be long until the living don't matter either. Love you xx
Grief is unspoken, maybe we do not speak of it because death will mark all of us, sooner or later or maybe it is unspoken because grief is only the first part of it. After a time it becomes something less sharp but larger, a more enduring thing called LOSS. Perhaps that is why this is the least explored passage: because it has no end. Loss is forever. Love you and miss you so much xxxxxxxxxx .