When the waves of grief
Threaten to drown me
I remind myself
Of the things you enjoyed
And then imagine
You are doing them now
To your hearts content
I see your smiling face
Those big brown eyes
I hear your laugh
I feel your hug
Lifting me up
Out of my sadness
E.A. Fussell
05.11.2024
Mother’s Day, other holidays, their day of birth, their day of death are all extra difficult days for women like me across the world who have had to face the death of a child of any age for any reason. My heart goes out to each of you. I comprehend your never-ending grief and what it takes not to let it consume you.
Lord, bless the mother’s who have had to face the death of a child. Forgive us for questioning You. Help us to realize Your ways are not our ways. Help us to know, even though we do not understand, that it was for the best in Your Kingdom’s master plan. Grant us Divine mercy when we get angry with You. Cover each of us with Divine grace as we daily navigate the memories, sometimes beautiful, sometimes painful that present themselves to us. We never know when they will appear. Give our remaining loved ones patience with us through the years and help them to allow us to continue to express ourselves and deal with our grief individually in our own way for the rest of our lives, and not try and force us into societies current acceptable grieving process whatever that process might be. Years pass but the pain does not. Help us deal with the pain in a constructive way that does not debilitate our Spirit or hurt someone else’s. Ultimately we know You hold our child with more love than we could ever understand. Amen
E. A. Fussell 