The sharp shard stabs deep when I’m unprepared.
Drifting off to sleep
Driving down the road
Doing the laundry.
He’s not here.
He’s not coming back.
His living presence is taken from me.
His smile,
Unseen.
His voice,
Unheard.
His arms,
Out of reach.
Untouchable.
And the gap widens every day
Between the last time and this moment.
No way to slow it down.
No path to go back.
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Author: Melanie
I am a shepherd, wife and mother of four amazing children, three that walk the earth with me and one who lives with Jesus. This is a record of my grief journey and a look into the life I didn't choose. If you are interested in joining a community of bereaved parents leaning on the promises of God in Christ, please like the public Facebook page, "Heartache and Hope: Life After Losing a Child" and join the conversation.
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It’s been so long (27) years I think, my daughter was 5, soon to be 6 when she entered Heaven’s gates to never return to us…my Sister said she probably experienced God, Jesus & all the love that might have been missing in her short little life here…there’s an open wound in my heart never to be healed, her memory always sitting on a shelf to be in reach..and always her memory lives on in my life..I don’t know what to call her but my star in the heavens…
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He’s not coming back! 💔
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Exactly how I feel…. I lost my son eight months ago and have been following your blog for a while. I hate being a part of this “club.” I am struggling now more than ever. I think there are times I am in denial, but then reality sets it and I fall to pieces! The phrase that time heals all wounds does not apply to child loss. Thank you for sharing your thoughts and feeling. God bless!
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Four years and still have so many moments . He’s in my last thoughts before I drift off to sleep and first thoughts when I awake . And many in between. You say it so well , even though I know where he is and that comforts me it’s all the missing him moments here . Thanks for putting into words .
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Exactly it. Exactly.
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I am only six months past my son’s death. The grief is SO overwhelming. It’s the loss of those possibilities. Those shared family events, his presenc. Thank you for your beautiful eexpressions of all our combined loss
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Six months is so very fresh. I think that was just about when (due to some complex family situations) I was just beginning to “process” my grief. Praying for you Jahn-that the Lord will strengthen you in this journey and that you will feel His Presence at every step.
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Oh yes, this is exactly how I feel. Coming up on his birthday and Heaven journey, 4 years, how can this be, my heart is still broken. Sending you prayerful and gentle hugs!
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Thank you Stephanie. Not every day, but still so very hard when it hits for me. I’m sure it’s true for other mamas too.
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