JUST SAY “I’M SORRY”
By Gail Fasolo
You don’t know how I feel; please don’t tell me that you do.
“You’ll have another child” – must I hear this every day?
Can I get another mother, too, if mine should pass away?
Don’t say it was “God’s will” – that’s not the God I know.
Would God, on purpose, break my heart,
then watch as my tears flow?
You have an angel in heaven – a precious child above.
But tell me, to whom here on earth shall I give this love?
“Aren’t you better yet?” Is that what I heard you say?
No! A part of my heart aches and I’ll always feel some pain.
You think that silence is kind, but it hurts me even more.
I want to talk about my child who has gone through death’s door.
Don’t say these things to me, although you do mean well.
They do not take my pain away; I must go through this hell.
I will get better, slow but sure – and it helps to have you near.
But a simple “I’m sorry you lost your child” is all I need to hear.
Do not judge the bereaved mother. She comes in many forms.
She is breathing, but she is dying.
She may look young, but inside she has become ancient.
She smiles, but her heart sobs.
She walks, she talks, she cooks, she cleans, she works, she IS,
but she IS NOT, all at once.
She is here, but part of her is elsewhere for eternity.
THE BROKEN CHAIN
We little knew that morning, that God was going to call your name.
In life we loved you dearly, In death we do the same.
It broke our hearts to lose you, You did not go alone;
For part of us went with you, The day God called you home.
You left us peaceful memories, Your love is still our guide;
And though we cannot see you, You are always at our side.
Our family chain is broken, And nothing seems the same;
But as God calls us one by one, The chain will link again.
We thought of you today,
But that is nothing new
We thought of you yesterday
And will tomorrow, too
We think of you in silence
And make no outward show
For what it meant to lose you
Only those who love you know
Remembering you is easy
We do it everyday
It's the heartache of losing you
That will never go away.
We are connected, my mommy & I, by an invisible cord not seen by the eye, It's not like the cord that connects us at birth, this cord can't be seen by any on earth. This cord does its work right from the start, it binds us together, attached by the heart! I know that it's there, tho' noone can see, this invisible cord, from my mommy to me. The strength of this cord, its hard to describe, it can't be destroyed, it can't be denied. Its stronger that any cord man could create, it withstands the test, can hold any weight. And though you are gone and you're not here with me, the cord is still there tho' noone can see. It pulls at my heart, I am bruised, I am sore, but this cord is my lifeline as never before. I am thankful that GOD connects us this way, A MOTHER & CHILD.... Death can't take it away!!