As I get ready for tomorrow, I knew that I wanted to do a cake for Micah. I made cupcakes for Zane on his first birthday, so I did the same for Micah. Tomorrow as we celebrate Micah's first year in Heaven we will eat Memory Cakes.
My dishes went unwashed today, I didn't make the bed, I took his hand and followed Where his eager footsteps led. Oh yes, we went adventuring, My little son and I... Exploring all the great outdoors Beneath the summer sky We waded in a crystal stream, We wandered through a wood... My kitchen wasn't swept today But life was gay and good. We found a cool, sun-dappled glade And now my small son knows How Mother Bunny hides her nest, Where jack-in-the-pulpit grows. We watched a robin feed her young, We climbed a sunlit hill... Saw cloud-sheep scamper through the sky, We plucked a daffodil. That my house was neglected, That I didn't brush the stairs, In twenty years, no one on earth Will know, or even care. But that I've helped my little boy To noble manhood grow, In twenty years, the whole wide world May look and see and know.
Please Be Gentle
By Jill B. Englar Please be gentle with me for I am grieving. The sea I swim in is a lonely one and the shore seems miles away. Waves of despair numb my soul as I struggle through each day. My heart is heavy with sorrow. I want to shout and screamand repeatedly ask 'why?' At times, my grief overwhelms me and I weep bitterly, so great is my loss. Please don’t turn away or tell me to move on with my life. I must embrace my pain before I can begin to heal. Companion me through tears and sit with me in loving silence. Honor where I am in my journey, not where you think I should be. Listen patiently to my story, I may need to tell it over and over again. It’s how I begin to grasp the enormity of my loss. Nurture me through the weeks and months ahead. Forgive me when I seem distant and inconsolable. A small flame still burns within my heart,and shared memories may trigger both laughter and tears. I need your support and understanding. There is no right or wrong way to grieve. I must find my own path. Please, will you walk beside me?
Remembering
Go ahead and mention my child, The one that died, you know. Don't worry about hurting me further. The depth of my pain doesn't show. Don't worry about making me cry. I'm already crying inside. Help me to heal by releasing the tears that I try to hide. I'm hurt when you just keep silent, Pretending he didn't exist. I'd rather you mention my child, Knowing that he has been missed. You asked me how I was doing. I say "pretty good" or "fine". But healing is something ongoing I feel it will take a lifetime. ~ Elizabeth Dent ~
About Me
Christine
I am a God fearing, Jesus Freak who loves her husband. I treasure my oldest son and cherish the time God has given me with him. I miss my youngest son who is in Heaven. I enjoy to read, scrap book, and cross stitch in my spare time. I am a SAHM who takes her son on adventures and forgets to do(I mean skips) the housework, but figures that in 20 years no one will care.
Katewho is fighting a brain tumor and had surgery on July 3.
Little Emerson and her new organs. This is her second transplant.
Little Ashley who is fighting for her little life. Her family also needs prayer.
Baby Kayleigh Family who is grieving Kayleigh's death after being a 1 pound miracle. After 11 months in the NICU and so many complications, she is now with Jesus.
Baby Bolteis here. She is beautiful but still needs some prayer.
Baby Magdelena She went to be with Jesus on Jan 13. Please pray for her family as they travel this very hard road. Please view their blog as it is wonderful to see what a miracle she is.
Pray for direction and wisdom as for the direction that he wants us to go in regards to our family.
My dear friend and the mending of the broken heart from the loss of their baby boys.
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Praying for a day filled with Gods peace and sweet memories
Praying for you as you celebrate.
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