
Quote borrowed: "A vibrant presence: A present for all." ~thanks to spinningwrites.com
Poem - "A Vibrant Presence: A Present For All" - Angie Bennett Prince - 11/04/2012
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.
Blessed Christmas! Spending Christmas without Merry There are no halls decked with holly There are no peop...
He gathers the lambs in His arms and carries them close to His heart.
Isaiah 40:11b

Some people journeying with grief say that "moments of connectedness" comprise one of the most powerful aids to healing. They describe times during which they feel strongly that a loved one is present--a visitation, a dream, a sign or a symbol…Others have described vivid dreams which they felt a sense of time spent with their loved ones. Some describe events such as lights suddenly turning on or off or coins found in various places in and out of the home. Such events cannot be fully understood or explained, yet they provide healing for those who are open to the phenomenon. Frequent sightings of special birds like cardinals, hummingbirds, and eagles are healing reminders of many…


Friday's Faith
Heart Prints
~Angie Bennett Prince
in memory of
Merry Katherine Prince
and her loving heart prints...

My child has left her heart prints...
They're all over, inside my heart.
For though I cannot touch her,
We're never, ever, far apart.

She ever leaves her heart prints
Inside my grieving heart,
Not finger prints, but heart prints,
Reaching far deeper than grief's scars.
She is not far from me you see,
She's just beyond the Veil,
She ever hovers near me,
To rescue from Death's knell.

When deepest tears of mine do come,
I feel her presence near,
For when she sees by grief I'm bummed,
She smiles to lend her tender cheer.

She sees my heart is in a hole;
She rushes in with sweet console.
Her heart and soul so pure from sin,
She sees my need; she's ushered in ~
God lends her to watch over me;
She quickly comes and comforts me.

And though she hovers near me,
Her spirit I can't "see,"
Still, her sweetness I can sense...
As I'm showered by heavenly hints. . .

Her smile "appears," her joy, I sense ~
It keeps me from falling completely apart,
As she leaves her healing heart prints
Upon my broken heart.
Filled with joy, like from her birth!

It seems whenever grief's deepest pain
O'ercomes, making me wince,
Her radiant smile pierces my pain,
Soothing my heart with her sweet heart prints!
