The Empty Vessel
I left for work today at my usual time; I longed to once again kiss you goodbye.
I starred blankly at the empty doorway and saw you standing there in my mind.
I blew you our trademark kiss; I dropped my head and began to cry.
So empty do I feel now that the shock of your leaving has slowly eroded away.
I seek solace; I seek peace of mind, but what I truly want is to have you back in my day.
Intellectually I know that this will never be.
So sweet Jesus in heaven; help me now in this grief.
I guess some now think of me as being close to the edge of being mad.
I knew that supper would not be waiting tonight as on most days you always had.
So I stopped at one of our favorite places and made sure to wipe down your seat.
I even asked the blessing the way we always do; blew you a kiss and said lets eat.
What am I doing I thought…..I know that you are no longer here.
Is this normal? or is there something deeper within my fear.
I just miss you so much; I just long for your touch.
Sleep sweet my angel and know that I shall see you soon.
Love You Leah…always
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Blessings,
Connie
In Christs Love
Michelle
In peace, love, and angel light,
Amber "V"
There are grief groups and there is your church that you know can help...just writing about your pain, may not be enough, TALK ABOUT IT, CRY ABOUT IT, SCREAM ABOUT IT, PRAY WITH YOUR FRIENDS...you take care of you...& thank you for what you said on my poem about God...you are not supposed to be helping me, I am supposed to be helping you...As always, Find Peace...Ed
Nothing will ever be the same, but you've just got to heal one day at a time. I know I can say a lot of prayers for you, but in your heart you still miss Leah. There is no easy way, except you just have to walk through this phase. Perhaps having some friends around you might help to ease your pain. Perhaps your brother, or your sister might come to stay with you so you can relay your fond memories? Sometimes, having someone to talk might make a difference in your healing process. Wishing you well.
((((( Hugs and Love )))))
Sandie Angel
I'm crying buckets here, this poem is your heart, plain and simple. God bless you dear man, may he ease your grief, give you strength, hold your hand. What you said before the poem is right on. So many husband take their wives for granted. Many should read some of your poems about your precious Leah. They may do some serious thinking. God bless you.
Many blessings,
~Linda
God bless you, (((my friend))); I love you so much!
(((HUGS))) and continued prayers~
As always, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :( >tears! <
God bless you,
Karen
May God's love lighten your load and comfort you in your sadness. God bless you. Kathy
There are different stages of grief. Shock; denial; anger; sadness; and finally, acceptance. No particular pattern. I know, still grieving my big, strong Daddy. Ain't easy: some days I'm going along, think I'm doing great, the next, a huge wind of grief collapses my sails. It's going to take time. Do what feels right for you. Anyone says any different, they don't know.
For now, the rituals are comforting. Keep doing them. Most of all, keep her memory alive, and pray like thunder: He will get you through. After all, He loved the world so much, He gave His Only Begotten Son ... you know? HE knows.
Know you're in my heart, my thoughts, especially in my prayer as you go through this. You are not alone. The Lord's there, I'm here: if you need to bounce, tell me.
Powerfully penned return to "normalcy": whatever "normal" is. Well done.
(((((((HUGS))))))) and much love, Karla.