Post by Janet-Beth's Mom on May 8, 2011 9:22:16 GMT -5
I hope your Mother's Day is as happy as can be. And if this is one of those rough days for you (as for me), I hope that good memories can help at least a bit.
A Mother’s Day Gift From God
Lord today is Mother’s Day,
but my heart is split in two
Half of my heart is still here,
the other with my child that is there with you.
All the lovely presents are a nice surprise
But the only thing I want most is missing,
and tears fill my eyes.
I know when you sent him Lord,
You didn’t promise how long he would stay
All you said was to love him
and treasure each and every day.
But Lord it crushed my heart,
when you called for his return.
I really feel like half a Mom,
as I ache, weep, and yearn.
But Lord tell him I Love Him
just as much as I did before.
And could you please make a window,
so he can see through heaven’s floor,
Let him see that he is missed
and thought of with each breath.
And that a Mother’s love begins before life,
and does not end with death.
So on this Mother’s Day,
The Greatest Gift
“I Give To You.”.
For Lord I know you missed him,
and you Love him too.
~ Author Unknown ~
I also have to say, I don't think God took my baby girl, or any of our loved ones. That was someone else using their own free will so very horribly, and I believe our Lord cries with us to see such things. But the rest of the poem, to me is so true.
I've felt split up into pieces all week - the sadaversary of when out Beth was taken from us (depths), my husband got a good checkup after the surgery on his foot (up), Bin Laden taken and some justice for the loved ones of his victims (up), today is 10 years since we buried our Beth (depths), and tomorrow is her older sister's birthday (joy at that one of course). Just exhausted here - pulled in so many extreme directions, and hoping for some comfort somehow for all of us.
Every day we can share with the ones who are still here with us, even more precious to us now than we knew before. Every day we are missing the ones who were taken again, prayers that the trauma has less hold on us over time.
Thank you for listening,
Much love to you all,
Janet
A Mother’s Day Gift From God
Lord today is Mother’s Day,
but my heart is split in two
Half of my heart is still here,
the other with my child that is there with you.
All the lovely presents are a nice surprise
But the only thing I want most is missing,
and tears fill my eyes.
I know when you sent him Lord,
You didn’t promise how long he would stay
All you said was to love him
and treasure each and every day.
But Lord it crushed my heart,
when you called for his return.
I really feel like half a Mom,
as I ache, weep, and yearn.
But Lord tell him I Love Him
just as much as I did before.
And could you please make a window,
so he can see through heaven’s floor,
Let him see that he is missed
and thought of with each breath.
And that a Mother’s love begins before life,
and does not end with death.
So on this Mother’s Day,
The Greatest Gift
“I Give To You.”.
For Lord I know you missed him,
and you Love him too.
~ Author Unknown ~
I also have to say, I don't think God took my baby girl, or any of our loved ones. That was someone else using their own free will so very horribly, and I believe our Lord cries with us to see such things. But the rest of the poem, to me is so true.
I've felt split up into pieces all week - the sadaversary of when out Beth was taken from us (depths), my husband got a good checkup after the surgery on his foot (up), Bin Laden taken and some justice for the loved ones of his victims (up), today is 10 years since we buried our Beth (depths), and tomorrow is her older sister's birthday (joy at that one of course). Just exhausted here - pulled in so many extreme directions, and hoping for some comfort somehow for all of us.
Every day we can share with the ones who are still here with us, even more precious to us now than we knew before. Every day we are missing the ones who were taken again, prayers that the trauma has less hold on us over time.
Thank you for listening,
Much love to you all,
Janet