Showing posts with label Grief Process Amidst Holidays. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Grief Process Amidst Holidays. Show all posts

Friday, November 23, 2012

Black Friday Thoughts - Child-Loss Grief Redefines Values





Black Friday Thoughts

Child-Loss Grief Redefines Values




Tommy and I were talking this "Black Friday" morning about how our values have been redefined, or perhaps better, clarified, since entering Child-Loss Grief. How many years when our children were young did I hit the malls early on Black Friday to get the best deals? I noticed I just wore myself out and exposed myself to many germs just in time to get sick for the holidays. And for what? 

As Tommy says "Child-Loss has exposed our stupidity!" "Stupidity": the things we get caught up in without thinking. It was easy for me to get caught up in the hubbub of the season just because everyone else was doing it and we could save a few dollars... That is, if we don't end up impulse buying along with it ...which I usually did, also getting caught up in the "magic" of the season, rather, more accurately, getting caught up in the "magical thinking" of the season. We tried to recreate the "magic" we felt we had had as children for our own children, yet what did we do? Over-indulge them? Probably.

We have had to reconsider all our actions, and when you are looking forward to having a Christmas to yourself, with nobody around, it helps you to stop and think, "What's really important here?" Of course, for us, the age of our living children helps tremendously. It seems much wiser to give them a more reasonable amount of money so that they can find what they most want instead of us taking energy we don't have to track down those items. So this form of giving becomes the extent of our involvement with "stuff," and that is more apropos to where we really are these days. 

Then it seems we are left with more energy for enjoying the proverbial "real reason for the season" which is captured in the picture at the top of our post. 










Picture, thanks to blog: "Stuff Christians Like" by Jon Acuff

Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Tuesday's Trust - Holidays… Across Two Planets…









Tuesday's Trust




Holidays…


Across 



Two Planets…









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THE WORST DAYS now are holidays: Thanksgiving, Christmas, Easter, Pentecost, birthdays, weddings, January 31---days meant as festivals of happiness and joy now are days of tears. The gap is too great between day and heart. Days of routine I can manage; no songs are expected. But how am I to sing in this desolate land, when there's always one too few?

~Nicholas Wolterstorff







Your days of happiness…

are now my… 

Days of Tears








My heart…


is ripped out of me.












Do you

want

to watch it bleed?












My heart…

is ripped to pieces.












Yet,

for you…

I must 

clean up the bleed?













Normal days are okay;

In the routine,

I can fare…














But to party?

To party with you..

When I…

I can't find my baby…


Any...

...where?












You?

You want a pretty picture.

But for me?




My heart is

bleeding…












Every

where…













If you 

could look

in the walls 

of my chest…












The 

Depth

of 

the 

Well 

of 

Grief…












Is ...












always


There…













Now I'm to

Party?


Amidst Decimation…?












Our lives

cannot compare.












To pretend to Party…

In the depths of the S.A.D. …












Sucks my world












of all …












its air...












Love hurts…










beyond explanation…





Can you

please show




you care???

















And please… 

leave me

quite alone,



but…

surrounded

by 

your

prayer...




















Pictures, thanks to Google images

Poem - Holidays… Across the Planets… / Your days of happiness… are now my… Days of Tears - Angie Bennett Prince - 11/11/2012


Friday, August 3, 2012

Saturday's Sayings - The "new Normal," Part Four








Saturday's Sayings

The "new Normal"

Part Four








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Pictures - first pic, thanks to "Grieving Mothers," all others, thanks to "Death of a Loved One"

Friday, February 10, 2012

Saturday's Sayings - Valentine's Day with Jesus





Saturday's Sayings

Valentine's Day with Jesus



Jesus does not send perfume
To linger in the air
Instead He sends salvation, sweet
To show how much He cares.


He doesn’t bring me candy hearts
In boxes of delight
Instead He always lets me know
I’m precious in His sight.


He doesn’t pass out pretty cards
Trimmed in shades of red
Instead He gave His life for me
His precious blood was shed.


He doesn’t hand out fancy gifts
Like we would send to mother
Instead He sends a message clear
To always love each other.


He doesn’t give me teddy bears
That whimper, “Please be mine”
Instead He gave His heart to me
I wear it all the time.


He doesn’t give me roses, pink
For all the world to see
Instead He gave eternal life
That’s good enough for me.


Author/Written By:
Marilyn Ferguson
©2003



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Gone, but Not Forgotten



The tender thoughts you left me
Come to my memory
Your loving smile, so precious
Will always be with me.


You visit me in summer
When flowers are in bloom
Upon a ray of sunshine
A star-lit night in June.


When winds are gently blowing
Across a cloudless sky
Within a rolling meadow
Where horse and cattle lie.


I see you in the treetops
As summer comes to be
In shadows, you do linger
A soul so young and free.


I see you in the garden
Your scent does fill the air
Just like a precious flower
A rose, so ever fair.


On country roads, I find you
Along the wooded lane
Within the distant thunder
I see you in the rain.


In early hush of morning
You come without a sound
Upon a blazing sunset
Your memory can be found.


Like sprigs of morning glory
Upon the vine, they grow
With branches reaching outward
Into my heart, you go.


Just like a special angel
God wrapped you in His care
And took you off to heaven
To live with Him, up there.


But often, I still see you
Upon a light blue sky
And long so much to hold you
Why did you have to die?


Author/Written By:
Marilyn Ferguson ©2007


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Whispers from Heaven



They say that life is fleeting
I know that this is true
I left this world so quickly
With no goodbye to you.


I know how much you miss me
Your tears fall ever light
The pillow where you lay your head
Is wet with them at night.


I know your heart is hurting
The words we left, unsaid
I love you’s, left unspoken
Are spinning in your head.


The strength that I have carried
That served to make you whole
Remains to make you stronger
Within your grieving soul.


For you see, while you were weeping
On the day I passed away
At the gravesite near the flowers
Where my loved ones knelt to pray.


An angel came to see me
She took me by the hand
She led me to a kingdom
In a very distant land.


As I look down from heaven
And see you standing there
Your heart so ever burdened
With more grief than it can bear.


I long to bring you comfort
I long to give you peace
I long to hold you closely
Cause all your tears to cease.


The joy I’ve found in heaven
Goes far beyond compare
The love that’s so elusive
Can be found here everywhere.


The light is softly shining
There’s no storm clouds here or rain
There’s no teardrops found in heaven
There’s no suffering, there’s no pain.


You needn’t be so troubled
Stay close to God and pray
That someday we’ll be together
One bright and glorious day.


So my love, you shouldn’t question
My dear you need not cry
I’ve gone to be with Jesus
I really didn’t die.


Author/Written By:
Marilyn Ferguson
©2004








Poems and Pictures, thanks to contribution of Grieving Mothers

Friday, December 30, 2011

Friday's Faith - In the Holidays, Not Getting Tripped Up by Illusions...





Friday's Faith


In the Holidays ~

Not Getting Tripped Up by Illusions...




Not getting caught up in the "illusions," or the magical thinking of this season we're in, not getting caught up in this illusion around the pressure to "play family" on that one day no matter what is going on with any one individual, was a risk for us that we felt we had to take for our own sanity over this past Christmas holiday. We were just being true to who we are, and where we are, being authentic to where we are in our emotions, that God then moved and touched us in such a way that we didn't anticipate, a beautiful connectedness to one another that couldn't be planned, contrived, or controlled, it had to just "be" in the authenticity of the moment.


Faith is the evidence of things not seen, the assurance of things hoped for. Faith moved mountains for us when our frailty amidst grief felt it could move nothing. God came through delivering moments of love, nurture, and respect among members of our grieving family. If we had demanded He deliver it in a certain time with no human foibles to bear, we all would have been set up for disaster. But when we have grace and mercy toward our selves, and toward one another, love comes shining through in the most unexpected ways.


And regarding the holiday coming up this weekend, well, I will never hear the words "Happy New Year" the same, ever again. I don't ever want to set myself up for such magical thinking. The reality is we can have happiness, and tragedy, sorrow, and elation all in one year, but "Happy New Year"? I think not. Rather, I'd like to hear, may God be with us in the coming new year, in all its moments whether sorrow or joy, and if He is there with us, there will at least be comfort if not always "happiness." But we do pray that each and every one of you may have a God-blessed, God-indwelled, God-glorified New Year!