tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54549851119098168332024-03-13T15:50:49.622-04:00Mother Grieving Loss of Child - http://mothergrievinglossofchild.blogspot.com/Welcome! I am Angie B. Prince, child of God, wife of Tommy, mother of 3, Grief and Trauma Life Coach, Psychotherapist, and Mother Grieving. On 8/2/2006, our precious 19-yr-old daughter Merry Katherine was killed along w/ 2 other teens via vehicular manslaughter. Here I share as we agonizingly process our grief and trauma. Email: MotherGrieving(at)gmail(dot)com. Coaching (Tommy or Angie): Call 865-548-4four3four / Counseling (Angie in TN) 865-604-9nine9two. I pray God will minister to you here.Angie Princehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17943939813284113376noreply@blogger.comBlogger1290125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454985111909816833.post-10412284667873390972019-05-24T15:53:00.001-04:002019-05-24T16:03:39.456-04:00When You Have a Broken Heart
Love Never Fails
~Brandon Heath
"Love after all Matters the most."
Love's Mourning Ministry
Love Never Fails
~Brandon Heath
Love is not proud
Love does not boast
Love after all
Matters the most
Love does not run
Love does not hide
Love does not keep
Locked inside
Love is the river that flows through
Love never fails you
Angie Princehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17943939813284113376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454985111909816833.post-45531369346693785252019-05-21T17:17:00.001-04:002019-05-21T17:19:34.463-04:00After Mother's Day... “Losing My Mind, or Minding My Loss?”
“Losing My Mind, or Minding My Loss?”
One of my sons sat before me a few days ago (only days after Mother's Day), questioning, in essence, if I am losing my mind…???
I sat there, amazed at his impudence, but also amazed at my somber, sober reaction. Internally, I immediately felt, “Of course not!” (After all, I am a therapist Angie Princehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17943939813284113376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454985111909816833.post-13844863644274243732019-03-29T21:05:00.002-04:002019-03-29T21:05:31.078-04:00Happy Birthday Merry Katherine! ~Poem~ "Death's Chalk Line"
Death’s Chalk Outline
Your birthday is coming;
How old would you be?
(You’re still only 19 to me!)
Yet your 32nd birthday is coming!
That’s 13 years I’ve missed with you!!!
How do we fare with the loss of you?
My sadness pervades
Long before your birthday comes…
Grief takes on a life of its own,
Manifesting in my body well before
March 29th Angie Princehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17943939813284113376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454985111909816833.post-54422124574540147522018-08-02T19:30:00.002-04:002018-08-02T19:35:32.904-04:00Poem to our precious child: August 2nd - Your Last Day on Earth...
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August 2nd - Your Last Day on Earth...
Your last day on earth...
Your first day in Heaven!
Twas for us all darkness and dearth...
Yet for you, you saw God in His Heaven,
So all was right in your world!
For us,Angie Princehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17943939813284113376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454985111909816833.post-6116122202985035792017-05-14T12:30:00.000-04:002017-05-15T00:48:24.885-04:00Blessed Mother's Day - Honoring Mothers Grieving the Loss of Their Child
“This Mother’s Day
let us recognize ALL mothers.
The ones who nurture their children here on Earth.
The ones who carry some if not all of their children in their hearts
and the ones who yearn just to conceive a child.”
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Monday's Mourning Ministry
Does Jesus Care?
~George Beverley Shea and Guy Penrod
We are bereaved.
We are broken.
We are inconsolable.
We are like Rachel
weeping for her children...
and
refusing
to
be
comforted.*
Thus says the LORD,
"A voice is heard in Ramah, Angie Princehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17943939813284113376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454985111909816833.post-88319964008176448002016-06-19T05:01:00.001-04:002017-05-13T19:34:10.908-04:00Blessed Father's Day - Honoring Fathers Grieving Loss of Child - Part Two
Blessed Father's Day
Honoring Father's Grieving Loss of Child
Part Two
edited*
There are things that we don't want to happen
but have to accept,
Things we don't want to know,
but have to learn,
And people we can't live without
but have to let go….
~~~
Nobody knows the real me. Nobody
knows how many times I've cried in
my Angie Princehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17943939813284113376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454985111909816833.post-26646467359818149602016-05-31T23:57:00.001-04:002016-05-31T23:57:19.043-04:00Tuesday's Trust - A Grieving Father Writes...
Tuesday's Trust
A Grieving Father Writes...
Victor Hugo: I will see that instant until I die
[Written at Villequier, on the Seine, 4 September 1847, where his 19-year-old daughter was buried near where she drowned in the Seine, four years earlier]
Now that Paris, its cobblestones and marble,
and its mists and Angie Princehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17943939813284113376noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454985111909816833.post-71164295356458647602016-05-30T18:51:00.001-04:002016-05-30T18:51:27.829-04:00Blessed Memorial Day
Blessed Memorial Day
So thankful for our Vets, both those who serve
and
who have so faithfully served...
This is a day to lift prayers of thanks for you and your sacrifice...
and
A day to pray for the families with an empty chair...
Pictures:
Thank you to
Benjamin Allen at
Grief and Healing in the Afterloss
on Angie Princehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17943939813284113376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454985111909816833.post-35652223107296599942016-05-29T00:30:00.000-04:002016-05-30T16:27:24.904-04:00Sunday's Sorrow - Honoring Fathers Grieving Loss of Child - Part One
There is a sacredness in tears.
They are not the mark of weakness, but of power.
They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues.
They are the messengers of overwhelming grief,
of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love.
~Washington Irving
Sunday's Sorrow
Honoring Fathers Grieving Loss of Child
Part One
Angie Princehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17943939813284113376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454985111909816833.post-75559247600716101672016-05-17T00:30:00.000-04:002016-05-19T01:09:39.551-04:00Tuesday's Trust - "The Sharp-Edged Remains of Our Shattered Dreams"
"Sometimes stories don't have happy endings.
Even love stories.
Maybe especially love stories."
Tuesday's Trust
"The Sharp-Edged
Remains
of
Our Shattered Dreams"
How then shall we "live"?
Our child has died---died---dead---gone!
Does not anyone understand our devastation?
We who love---no crime is it?--our Angie Princehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17943939813284113376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454985111909816833.post-16449129953041120922016-05-08T00:30:00.000-04:002016-05-08T21:47:58.573-04:00A Mother's Day Lament ~ A Song and a Poem for You: Sometimes I Feel Like a Child-Loss Mom ~Bessie Griffin / "Holy Darkness" ~Dan Schutte
"No one understands my pain like Jesus,
who suffered as one of us and came back
{via His Holy Spirit into our hearts}
to comfort us in our sorrows."
Sunday's Sorrow
A Mother's Day Lament
~
A Song and a Poem for You:
Sometimes I Feel Like a Child-Loss Mom
~Bessie Griffin
"Holy Darkness"
~Dan Schutte
Angie Princehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17943939813284113376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454985111909816833.post-36057836254118627652016-05-07T00:30:00.000-04:002016-05-08T19:41:56.204-04:00Saturday's Sayings - Mother's Day Messages of Love from Across the Veil…
Saturday's Sayings
Mother's Day Messages of Love from Across the Veil…
Messages of Love
To, and From,
Our Child in Heaven…
Parent to Child in Heaven:
Now that you are gone,
my heart is broken.
But because you were once here,
it is completely filled with Love.
~~~~~
Child in Heaven to Angie Princehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17943939813284113376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454985111909816833.post-24788111044245723942016-04-13T23:40:00.001-04:002016-04-13T23:40:02.708-04:00Wednesday's Woe - "We're Collapsing Here!"
Wednesday's Woe
"We're Collapsing Here!"
"We're collapsing here!"
so the golfer said.
His was only a game of golf,
(For him--- no Master's coat received.)
(For us? Our child is dead!
The worst a parent can conceive….)
"We're collapsing here!"
Yet, the Truth is what sets free.
My collapsing here…?
Is such suffering my Master's call for me?
"Angie Princehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17943939813284113376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454985111909816833.post-40733506514039895782016-04-04T00:00:00.000-04:002016-04-04T22:13:02.215-04:00♫ Monday's Mourning Ministry ~ You Were Always On My Mind
Monday's Mourning Ministry
You Were Always On My Mind
Coming to the end of Merry Katherine's birthday month, Tommy and I were listening to a variety of music in an attempt to bring some peace and comfort to our hearts. The music was entertaining and even comforting. But then we began listening to this song "You Were Always On Our Mind," written and sung by Willie Nelson in Angie Princehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17943939813284113376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454985111909816833.post-79441541824948293592016-04-03T00:00:00.000-04:002016-04-03T00:00:12.118-04:00Sunday's Sorrow ~ Good Mourning!
Sunday's Sorrow
Good Mourning!
Good Morning!
(Welcome again to my world of sadness.)
Or shall I say, "Good Mourning!"
As I celebrate my child who brought me gladness...
Tears flow~
As I remember my child's and my love for one another…
Must they slow?
No! Such is the life of a Grieving Mother!
Good Mourning!
Do not let the world tell you your tears are bad Angie Princehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17943939813284113376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454985111909816833.post-65318407098058764572016-03-29T00:30:00.000-04:002016-04-03T12:35:00.163-04:00Happy Birthday in Heaven Merry Katherine!
Happy Birthday in Heaven Merry Katherine!
Your birthday brings back memories
Of laughter and of tears
Of all the celebrations held
Throughout your precious years
As you're now watching over me
I hope that you can see
How much those memories we made
Will always mean to me
I'll always cherish times we had
And smile just at the thought
I hope you know the magnitude
OfAngie Princehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17943939813284113376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454985111909816833.post-69307646016915996182015-08-12T21:14:00.001-04:002015-08-12T21:14:38.352-04:00Wednesday's Woe - War Between the States: When Words’ Effect Berates…
Wednesday's Woe
War Between the States:
When Words’ Effect Berates…
The Importance of Not Comparing a
Death of Order (such as Child Losing a Mother),
complicated though that may be, with a
Death Out of Order (Mother Losing a Child)
War Between the States
Your state: Denial—
My state: Under Fire
For still loving my Angie Princehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17943939813284113376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454985111909816833.post-13932534746324257532015-08-08T23:30:00.000-04:002015-08-12T19:56:26.997-04:00Happy Birthday in Heaven, Sweet Sister of the Heart
Happy Birthday in Heaven,
Sweet Sister of the Heart
In Memory of
Ethel Kowal
and
her daughter,
Carissa
My dearest Ethel,
I have been away from Facebook for quite awhile so when I came to your site today to wish you a happy birthday, I was stunned and so deeply saddened to see that you, my dear sister of the heart, are Angie Princehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17943939813284113376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454985111909816833.post-3499873030088700502015-05-26T23:30:00.000-04:002015-05-27T04:23:03.972-04:00Tuesday's Trust ~ Amidst our Raging Storm...
Tuesday's Trust
Amidst our Raging Storm...
"Let (us) praise Him with dancing and make music to Him..."
~Psalm 149:3
O Lord, You’re such a tender God, attending our deepest needs, hearing our heartfelt cries, lifting our spirits from the miry muck, even as continuously, but gently, You ever are mending our Angie Princehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17943939813284113376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454985111909816833.post-75320386811647708882015-03-20T22:08:00.000-04:002015-03-20T22:08:32.645-04:00Friday's Faith - Hope Amidst Groaning
May Your unfailing Love rest on us, O LORD,
even as we put our Hope In You.
~Psalm 33:22 NIV
Friday's Faith
Hope Amidst Groaning
Hope? Amidst Groaning? How do these two concepts fit together at all?
How can we "hope" and yet "groan"?
Who of us Child-Loss Grievers "hope" to see our child again, nevertheless we "groan" all the while? I would hazard to Angie Princehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17943939813284113376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454985111909816833.post-35517874570885567322015-03-17T23:30:00.000-04:002015-03-18T02:33:12.305-04:00Tuesday's Trust - "I Am Come to Heal..."
Tuesday's Trust
"I Am Come to Heal..."
King James Bible
The Spirit of the Lord is upon Me, because He hath anointed Me to preach the gospel to the poor; He hath sent me to heal the brokenhearted, to preach deliverance to the captives, and recovering of sight to the blind, to set at liberty them that are bruised...
~Jesus
~Luke 4:18 KJV
~~~
Angie Princehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17943939813284113376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454985111909816833.post-16100661555525446102015-01-26T11:30:00.000-05:002015-01-27T02:13:03.022-05:00Monday's Mourning Ministry - I Can't Turn You Loose ~Otis Redding (with revised Lyrics for Grieving Parents)
Monday's Mourning Ministry
I Can't Turn You Loose
~Otis Redding
(with revised lyrics for
grieving parents)
I Can't Turn You Loose
~Otis Redding
(with Lyrics revised for a Grieving Parent)
I can't turn you a loose now
If I do, I'm gonna lose my mind
Honey, I can't never turn you a loose now
If I do, I'm gonna lose my mind
I can't turnAngie Princehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17943939813284113376noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454985111909816833.post-59418252379554050602015-01-04T20:19:00.000-05:002015-01-04T20:19:02.847-05:00Sunday's Sorrow - The Weeping of a Child-Loss Soul
Sunday's Sorrow
The Weeping of a Child-Loss Soul
Does lead transmute to gold?
With God's help, can this grieving heart be made whole?
When my child died,
I was left with a broken heart
How could I abide
Such heinous news
That from this earthly life, she forever would depart?
It defies all this mother stands for, and all my heart Angie Princehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17943939813284113376noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5454985111909816833.post-39526041828626062472015-01-01T00:00:00.000-05:002015-01-02T00:35:23.335-05:00~Blessed New Year 2015~ Being Held...
Sweet thoughts found on Facebook tonight when I am feeling speechless...
On Joy and Sorrow
~Kahlil GibranYour joy is your sorrow unmasked.And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears.And how else can it be? The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain...Some of you say, "Joy is greater thar sorrow," and Angie Princehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17943939813284113376noreply@blogger.com0