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When my brother Bobby and I were little kids, one of the great treats of summer was a journey to a neighboring town where my dad would buy each of us a hand-dipped ice cream cone. During the drive home, my mom would turn around from the front seat and point out drips that we back-seat-riders needed to lick up quick. I, the ever-eager pleaser, would anxiously eat my ice cream as quickly as possible, barely taking a breath between licks. Bobby, on the other hand, came up with the more reasonable response. He would grin at Mom and bite...

The moment our child died is now, yesterday, tomorrow, forever. It is the past, the present, and the future. It was not just one finite horrific moment in time that happened last whenever. It is not just the moment, the hour, the second, the millisecond our life became permanently divided into before and after.

This so heartbreakingly true, 2 years and 5 months and the pain is as raw as ever. Sure I smile, laugh, and even have fun, but then I remember, Laura is not here, and the jolt hits. Always, never will be gone. As deep as we love, we grieve. Thank you for a beautiful article that touched my broken heart.

We love both of our girls deeply and walk two worlds. As you aptly stated, I would have given my life a million times over for our heavenly daughter Alison to keep her here and relieve her suffering, and would do the same for our earthy daughter, Nicole. We travel back and forth between these worlds through a gauze that separates that which life now is and that of our journey in mystery.

This article describes exactly what it is like to lose a child. A piece of your heart is forever missing . You go on, you have happy moments but it is always there that your child will not be there for those happy moments. My son died last October and my daughter lost her brother . Every holiday or family occasion reminds us he is gone forever.

I do not forget or ever stop loving my son that is still here on earth. Why should I be expected to forget or stop loving my son who is not here? There is no expiration date, it is forever. The loss of my son is a pain so deep in my soul that at times it can drop me to my knees. There has not been one day that I do not think of him. He came from me, he was a part of me, always & forever. It will be eight years in December and although it may happen less, when my sorrow comes it is as deep and painful as the day I found him on the floor. There are moments, so unexpected, that will cause my grief to erupt. I could no more stop those tears or make my heart stop hurting than I could stop the sun from rising. I will never be the same, I am forever changed. There is now a before and after mark in my life. I am a member of a group that I never asked to join.

We lost our daughter before she opened her eyes. We never heard her cry or coo, let alone see her smile.

But. we know she is with The Lord. . . and though we are not in a hurry, we know we will see her in Heaven because we have given our hearts to The Lord and are oartvof His flock,

Seven years ago in April 28,2011 I lost my youngest son. An I still think an talk about him everyday. I go through life with a smile on my face but yet inside I am dieing everyday. My heart still breaks Everytime I see his picture it see or hear something that reminds me of him. The pain never goes away I just learn how to cope with it day to day. But it is hard to go on without him here. But with the help from my Lord he helps me get through it alot better. So prayers to all those who have lost a child. I pray God gives you peace of mind an comfort your hearts.

R.I.P MY ANGEL TRAVIS TOLLEY

GONE BUT NEVER FORGOTTEN ????

I write for a friend, I grieve for a friend. She lost her most precious gift and it would have been kinder to have stabbed her in the heart. From the very second I heard the news I knew my friend also that day had died. A large part of her was missing and she would never be the same. I listened to her sobs and knew there was no comfort. What comfort is there when your heart has been torn from you. I know every day she tortures herself with what ifs and if only but time turns back for no one least of all a parents grief.

Despite my yearnings I was never blessed with children. But the pain of loosing a child is unimaginable. There is no greater gift than a child and there is no greater pain than loosing one. My thoughts are with you all.

If all the isms and doctrines of life were a gentle breeze instead of that usual judgmental freeze,

would we all be as easily shanghaied to their cause, as now we seem to object every clause,

and would we have the unerring nerve to go after our deepest desires with a similar verve,

who would it serve

Parallel to life,

there's wisdom that seems out of reach,

like a figure of speech,

in a maze of white lies,

so elusive it's hard to recognise,

with naivety's eyes.

It's like running with a knife,

the thought steals away with your peace

and high on that trapeze,

you hold on to me,

you hold on to me.

Chills, chills come racing down my spine like a storm on my skin

With shaking hands, I'll guide your sweet soul into mine

Until I feel you within

And I know, I know that it's all about understanding

Am I hidden inside your beautiful soul as it's crying

For love to conquer the day slowly dawning

I want you to know you're the heart of my temple of thought

When I thought that I fought this war alone

You were there by my side on the frontline

And we fought to believe the impossible

When I thought that I fought this war alone

We were one with our destinies entwined

When I thought that I fought without a cause

You gave me the reason why

If this is how we think we make amends

We're in for a race that never ends

Where is it we think we'll go

What is it we think we know

It'll never change until we change ourselves

Where's the cooling wind

Where's the evergreen field

Where's my mother's open arms

Where's my father lionheart

S'like the sun's gone down

Sleeps in the hallowed ground now

With the autumn's browns leaves

With the one who never grieves

These are the very kind and infuriating things people have said to me over and over again since my mom died in 2012. I needed to believe that this would be true. That as she was dying in hospice, it would all be ok because I would always feel her presence; I would obviously receive messages from her. See, because if there was any mother-daughter combo who would certainly keep in touch once the veil had come between us, it would be my mom and me.

So I went to a psychic medium. Three times. Mom came through. Told me to look for yellow flowers and white moths. Told me to quit drinking diet soda. Told me that she was always with me in my thoughts and I needed to stop looking so hard for signs.

I miss my Mom so bad. I cannot wrap my heart around the fact that she is truly gone, and it feels as though I am waiting for her to show up again out of the blue one day. No one in this life could ever be as wonderful of a friend to me as she is. She always said she would be with me, and I know that she is present in the Love I feel. But I wish I could take that love and shape it into her. When I die, I will be eager to be with her again, in whatever form or lack thereof that may be.

Thank you for writing this article. I lost my mom to COVID in 2021. I was extremely close to her. I felt like i was the only one feeling this way until i read your article. She is gone and Im not sure my heart will recover. I miss her terribly everyday and pray for a dream or some kind of sign. I had a faint dream of her but her soul seems lost to me. Songs she loved will come on and i smile. Thank you for allowing me to see that there are others who are in the same place as myself.

Hi Demelza,

Thank you so much for your response. I would like to start by saying I am sorry for the recent loss of your mother and I am glad you have found our page for support. The loss of a parent can weigh heavy on loved ones and we want you to know you are not alone. As someone who has also lost their mother, I have found myself looking for signs she is still around. In times of need I often incorporate her into my life through her favorite recipes, songs and daily practices she enjoyed. It is a sign of remembrance to myself and a way to feel close to her. Maybe you have similar activities or items that remind you of your mother that can be incorporated into your daily life in order to feel a sense of connection. We have also included a list of resources on our web page of ways to feel close to loved ones after their passing. Take care.

Resources:

More Than Just a Teapot: The Items That Connect Past and Present

Grief Recipe Stories: Orange Scones

I used to feel that way too. Even after getting the necklace for the ashes of my Dad when we lost him in 2017. But now, I really feel his presence with me, his memory alive and clear in my mind and heart.

I suddenly lost my mom last tuesday, on 2/22/22 at 220pm in her covid icu room 246. She had been feeling flu symptoms for 3 weeks decided to go to the hospital and see why, that was a Saturday night and the last time me and my dad seen her alive. The er said she tested positive for covid made my dad leave the hospital right then. Sunday nite about 930pm i received a text from her and said she felt better she was severely dehydrated. A close friend had also talked to her for about an hour on the phone around the same time. Even hurd the nurse say she would be going home in a day or two. Not the case, sometime threw the night she or someone did something wrong and i got a call at 830am she was on a ventilator in icu dying. I dont understand i dont get it. I got to visit in icu had to wear a breathing helmet and oxygen. Just to visit her. She was in a coma state, no response no eye movement no muscle movement. She had no pupil dilation nuthing. The next day she passed away. I am in disbelief this happened from natural cause, no way no how. I feel robbed of a mother, robbed of her life. I am lost. I am motherless. She left her home as a person and came home today as ashes 006ab0faaa