It's true that she's always in
the back of my mind.
But she's not always on my mind.
When I think of her now, I
remember her warmly.
I rarely cry anymore out of
hurt or anger.
But there are times when something
can throw me right back to that
very day.
And the depth of my feelings of
loss and pain once again equal
the depth of my love for her.
And I cry. And I hurt.
But it reminds me all the more
that she will always be my child,
part of my life, and that she's
special enough to care about.
Time has healed me,
But time has not made me forget.
Dear Friend,
As you know, my son died three months ago. Please don't ask me if I'm over it yet--I'll never be over it. Nicholas was our son. He was a real human being whom we started to love the minute he was conceived. He grew within me for nine months. I was thrilled at every kick, as was my husband.
Please don't tell me I'm young and can have more children.
I know I can and I will when I'm ready.
When you see me, don't be afraid to talk about Nicholas.
It helps us to talk about him and remember the 3 ½ short weeks we
had with him. If you don't know what to say, just say you're sorry or hug me. Don't be surprised if I cry and please, don't let it embarrass you.
When I ask about your kids, don't be afraid to talk about
them. But please, don't complain about them. I'd give anything to be awakened in the middle of the night by a baby.
Don't ask how I'm doing if you don't want to hear the
truth. And don't ask if there's anything you can do unless you really mean it.
Finally, thank you for being a friend...and for caring
enough to want to say the right things to me."
By: Ella Warner, Clearbrook, B.C., Canada
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