one more Day
I prayed for one more day just to say goodbye and pray I love you more than life itself, so be happy and be yourself.
I speak now in different ways and if you look you can see me through the haze, out of the corner of your eye and in the teardrops that you cry, I’m always there I’ll never leave.
I’m in the heart you wear on your sleeve, trust in love and just believe, it’s amazing what you can achieve, don’t worry have no fear if things get tough I’ll be right here, to shelter you from every storm, to keep you safe to and keep you warm, and when you think that I’m not there you only have to say a little prayer, and speak to me and it won’t be long, before you hear me in a song
If you think you’re going insane
If all you can do is cry
If you have trouble with the most minor decisions
If you can’t taste your food or have very little appetite
If you have feelings of rage, envy or depression
If you find yourself enjoying a funny moment and immediately feel guilty
If your friends dwindle away and you feel like you have the plague
If your blood boils and the hairs in your nose curl when someone tells you ‘it’s God’s will’
If you can’t talk about it but you can smash dishes, shred old phone books or kick the rubbish bin (preferably empty) down the street
If you can share your story, your feelings, with an understanding listener, perhaps another bereaved person
That’s a beginning.
If you can get a glimmer of your child’s or partner’s life, rather than his or her death
If you can remember your child’s or partner’s smile
If you can find your mirrors have become windows and you are able to reach out to other bereaved people
The elephant in the room
There’s an elephant in the room. It is large and squatting, so it is hard to get around it. Yet we squeeze by with, ‘How are you? ‘ and ‘I’m fine, ‘ and a thousand other forms of trivial chatter. We talk about the weather. We talk about work. We talk about everything else, except the elephant in the room.
There’s an elephant in the room. We all know it’s there. We are thinking about the elephant as we talk together. It is constantly on our minds. For, you see, it is a very large elephant. It has hurt us all.
But we don’t talk about the elephant in the room. Oh, please say his name. Oh, please say his name again. Oh, please, let’s talk about the elephant in the room.
For if we talk about his death, perhaps we can talk about his life. Can I say his name to you and not have you look away?
For if I cannot, then you are leaving me….
in a room….
with an elephant
To All We Love and Miss So Much
Their the brightest stars in Heaven Never far away Forever in our thoughts We Love them more each day
No more tomorrows for us to share But yesterdays Memories are always there
May the Winds of Love blow gently And Whisper for Them to hear How Much we Love and Miss Them And Wish that They were Still Here
A Letter From Heaven
When tomorrow starts without me. And I’m not here to see. If the sun should rise and find your eyes, filled with tears for me.
I wish so much you wouldn’t cry. The way you did today. While thinking of the many things, We didn’t get to say.
I know how much you love me. As much as I love you. And each time you think of me. I know you’ll miss me too.
When tomorrow starts without me. Don’t think we’re far apart. For every time you think of me. I’m right there in your heart.
Alena Hakala Meadows
The day god took you home
A million times
I’ve needed you
a million times I’ve cried
if love alone
could have saved you
you never would have died
in life i loved you dearly
in death i love you still
in my heart you hold a place
no one else can ever fill
it broke my heart to lose you
but you didn’t go alone
part of me went with you
the day god took you home