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JUST ASK ME...
Friday, June 3, 2005
12:22:00 AM EDT
We must be ready to allow ourselves to be interrupted by God.
~Dietrich Bonhoeffer
Dearest Kevin,
I wish someone would ask about you.
It's been so long since anyone has.
I wish someone would mention
Your name out loud...
But nobody does.
I long to speak your name
And hear your name spoken.
I long to share your life's story -
Your sayings, your way of being -
Now... only memories locked inside my heart.
I long to show your photos,
My proof of your existence.
I wish someone would ask...
I don't mind talking about you
And what happened to you.
In fact, I need to talk about you.
I need to do something
To release grief's grip.
I need to do something
To keep your memory and spirit alive...
You, who were such a great part
Of my life... our lives.
I need to speak of you and how you were -
As if by doing so, I extend your life -
A life cut to soon from life -
I need to confirm the reality of your existence.
If someone were to ask me about you,
And I could speak of you -
I would tell them you were real.
I would tell them you were here.
I would tell them you were important.
To speak freely of you
Helps me adjust to
A different experience of you.
I still maintain a relationship with you.
It is not painful to speak of you.
Speaking of you gives release
To my pent up feelings - and -
Brings relief to my wounded heart.
I think of you every day since you left.
I miss you.
It's difficult for those who have not journeyed
Through this particular valley of death -
To understand how this pain can last so long.
It's difficult to understand - unless -
You're a mother who has lost her child
And no one remembers or asks anymore.
Can I reach across death's boundary
And back to where you were?
Yes, I can.
I speak your name and my soul resonates
to the sounds of your new world.
I will speak of you - to learn the way to my new life.
And, if someone should ask about you,
I will speak your name and share stories of you,
And then I would say to them,
"Thank you for asking. Please, do it again -
Sometime... soon"
I love you, Kevin, more than life itself. See ya!
Mom
Thanks to all for your comments of love and support. They are greatly appreciated. Hugs!
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12:22:00 AM EDT
JUST ASK ME...
We must be ready to allow ourselves to be interrupted by God.
~Dietrich Bonhoeffer
Dearest Kevin,
I wish someone would ask about you.
It's been so long since anyone has.
I wish someone would mention
Your name out loud...
But nobody does.
I long to speak your name
And hear your name spoken.
I long to share your life's story -
Your sayings, your way of being -
Now... only memories locked inside my heart.
I long to show your photos,
My proof of your existence.
I wish someone would ask...
I don't mind talking about you
And what happened to you.
In fact, I need to talk about you.
I need to do something
To release grief's grip.
I need to do something
To keep your memory and spirit alive...
You, who were such a great part
Of my life... our lives.
I need to speak of you and how you were -
As if by doing so, I extend your life -
A life cut to soon from life -
I need to confirm the reality of your existence.
If someone were to ask me about you,
And I could speak of you -
I would tell them you were real.
I would tell them you were here.
I would tell them you were important.
To speak freely of you
Helps me adjust to
A different experience of you.
I still maintain a relationship with you.
It is not painful to speak of you.
Speaking of you gives release
To my pent up feelings - and -
Brings relief to my wounded heart.
I think of you every day since you left.
I miss you.
It's difficult for those who have not journeyed
Through this particular valley of death -
To understand how this pain can last so long.
It's difficult to understand - unless -
You're a mother who has lost her child
And no one remembers or asks anymore.
Can I reach across death's boundary
And back to where you were?
Yes, I can.
I speak your name and my soul resonates
to the sounds of your new world.
I will speak of you - to learn the way to my new life.
And, if someone should ask about you,
I will speak your name and share stories of you,
And then I would say to them,
"Thank you for asking. Please, do it again -
Sometime... soon"
I love you, Kevin, more than life itself. See ya!
Mom
Thanks to all for your comments of love and support. They are greatly appreciated. Hugs!
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So TALK to me about him, Hon. I would love to be introduced to Kevin. This is a most precious entry. Big hugs. *Barb*
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This is beautiful.
Carol -
Dearest Gloria,
How beautiful and I do think about Kevin,I just didn't know if it would be harder for you to talk about him. You are such a beautiful person.
Love
Mickie -
I have always heard that there is no greater loss than the death of a child. Because it is so wrong. Because it is out of sinc with what is suppose to be. Because it is something we NEVER plan for or even consider.
I have not walked in your shoes my friend but I am willing to hold your your hand and to hold the flashlight in my other hand to light the way.
All my love and prayers.
PS: I only know Kevin thru here and thru you....and I know him.
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