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Holding Onto Hope… Amidst Despair
~"Grief The Unspoken"
No matter how you want to
spin it "Letting Go" has never
set well with many
grievers. Letting go sounds
like a direction given. We
should replace the two short
words to "Healing Is
Possible." Passing along hope
is what is needed. Not
direction. There are plenty of
teachers and others out in our
world ready to give me help
with my grief. But if a person
has no hope, it makes it
difficult for the griever to
choose healing.
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Speaking of Hope… Then, there are the days when it seems everything, including hope, is knocked out from under you… We have just been through an "anniversary" ~ of yet another birthday… without our child… And for whatever reasons, the bottom was knocked out from under us, and we went spiraling down to a deeper level of grief from which it has been terribly hard to surface for air… O, the pain of feeling such moments of hopelessness, helplessness, and despair...
~Angie and Tommy
~Wings of Hope-Living Forward
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~Remembering Sleeping Babies
Grief rarely comes packaged in tidy stages with time frames for each. While grief can begin with disbelief, move to anger, sadness and end with acceptance, these reactions can just as readily occur every day following a loss. They may be stronger in the weeks or months after the loss and diminish as time goes on, but they may also be minimal at first or suppressed and then surge up powerfully long after one thinks one "should" be grieving.
The important aspect to remember in relation to grief is that there is no timetable to it nor any "normal" manifestations. Some people cry endlessly while others merely become quiet, some make themselves extremely busy while others sink into inertness. For some, anger predominates and for others it is deep sadness. Grief is more like a rollercoaster of emotions that rise and subside over a period of months or even years than a set of fixed reactions that one passes through and is finished with.
One will experience days of calm when acceptance seems to have finally arrived followed by a time perhaps of renewed rage or weeping. Of course, significant anniversaries will likely rupture one's emotional stability again. Coming across memorabilia, photographs or passing through a place of importance to the loved and lost one can also lead to a welling of grief once more.
~Wings of Hope-Living Forward
~Thanks to Grieving Mother, Lu Prudhomme
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~"Grief The Unspoken"
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~Remembering Sleeping Babies
“It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.
It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.
It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life's betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain!I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it, or fix it.
I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own, if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, to be realistic, to remember the limitations of being human.
It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul; if you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy.
I want to know if you can see beauty even when it's not pretty, every day, and if you can source your own life from its presence.
I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, “Yes!”
It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up, after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done to feed the children.
It doesn't interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back.
It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you, from the inside, when all else falls away.
I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.”
~Oriah Mountain Dreamer
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~I Miss Those Close To Me Who Are Now In Heaven As Beautiful Angels
When others allow a parent or family to openly and freely talk to them about their child who has died, they are allowing that parent the blessing of remembering that child's life, validating that their child had purpose and meaning, and they are helping that parent to be a parent. Just because a child dies does not mean a parent is no longer a parent! And, as we know, every parent loves to talk about his/her child -- even if that child is no longer here on earth! It is such a blessing for others to say, "I remember your child, too! I have a story to tell you." Or, if the child loss occurred during miscarriage or other early loss, "I was so happy for you when you were pregnant. I'm praying for you and hope your heart isn't feeling so broken today." Eloquent words aren't needed, but caring words are!
~Silent Grief - Child-Loss Support
~Thanks to Grieving Mother, Kathryn Bonnett
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~"Grief The Unspoken"
You're Still Here - Richard Lepinsky
At the finest level of my being,
you're still with me.
We still look at each other,
at that level beyond sight.
We talk and laugh with each other,
in a place beyond words.
We still touch each other,
on a level beyond touch.
We share time together in a place,
where time stands still.
We are still together,
on a level called Love.
But I cry alone for you,
in a place called reality.
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~Out of the Ashes
“Faith does not eliminate questions. But faith knows where to take them.”
~Elisabeth Elliot
~Thanks to Hope for the Broken Hearted
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~Out of the Ashes
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~Remembering Sleeping Babies
1st Picture, thanks to ~"Grief The Unspoken"
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