Time is like a river, it slowly sands the sharp edges from a stone. The stone remains but only as a memory of what it once was.
Time takes away the sharpness Jane and makes you stronger with every day that passes by

Gerrit

time heals but boy does it take its sweet time

Time heals, but nothing is ever forgotten
not a single moment of those you have loved...
They are forever in our memory...
So smile and say thank you for being a part of my life...
Thank you for making me strong...

Love and Light
Lily

Time does heal many wounds. You are the best ~ Morgan

Rollicking of emotional aching roller coaster conveyed. I can so relate. Well done.

LOVE IT

I really can't think of a better way
to communicate your current experience, Jane
than writing this excellent poem.
It succinctly puts a voice to your inner most
feelings, deep emotions and... finding the right
words to express all you feel...makes it a deeply
healing experience. Things improve...if given time.
Time is the healer of all things.....and soon
enough...the pain becomes a distant memory.
Thank you for sharing this poignant and heartfelt
poem with us all.
Warm wishes, love and prayers Isabella.

Okay, I won't mess with you anymore. ;-)

Ron

These are words I like to hear, Jane. You've taken a couple of big hits lately, but you are most definitely on the mend.

smiling is one of our best cures for whatever brings us down
budd

Wounds heal with time or time heals all wounds or am I being redundant...e