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It's the busiest day in Heaven
I'm planning a big surprise
To let you know I love you
And that no one ever dies
Even though your down below
And I am up above
I'm sending you my wishes
And all my angel love
It's really quite exciting
To plan this big event
For lots of gifts will come your way
And all are Heaven sent
First I'll take a bubble bath-
My splashes might cause some rain
But knowing all the fun I'm having
Will help to ease your pain
Next I'll get some pictures
In my halo and gown
So when you get to Heaven
You can show me all around
I have color crayons in Heaven
And I will draw some stars so bright
And place them in the sky today
For you to see tonight
Then Jesus will have story time
And I will sit upon his lap
He'll tell me all about you
Just before I nap
I'll awake full of energy
And play a game or two
Before I finish sending
All my love to you
After snack I'll write a song
For all the birds to sing
And know I've made you happy
With all the joy it brings
At night time I'll be tired
But I'll still hold you tight
My arms will wrap around you
And keep you through the night
And when you finally slumber
I will kneel and pray
Asking God to bless you
On this special Mothers Day
Love,
Your Little Angel
Dear Mr. Hallmark,
I am writing to you from heaven,
and though it must appear
A rather strange idea,
I see everything from here.
I just popped in to visit,
your stores to find a card
A card of love for my mother,
as this day for her is hard.
There must be some mistake I thought,
every card you could imagine
Except I could not find a card,
from a child who lives in heaven.
She is still a mother too,
no matter where I reside
I had to leave, she understands,
but oh the tears she's cried.
I thought that if I wrote you,
that you would come to know
That though I live in heaven now,
I still love my mother so.
She talks with me, and dreams with me;
we still share laughter too,
Memories our way of speaking now,
would you see what you could do?
My mother carries me in her heart,
her tears she hides from sight.
She writes poems to honor me,
sometimes far into the night
She plants flowers in my garden,
there my living memory dwells
She writes to other grieving parents,
trying to ease their pain as well.
So you see Mr. Hallmark,
though I no longer live on earth
I must find a way,
to remind her of her wondrous worth
She needs to be honored,
and remembered too
Just as the children of earth will do.
Thank you Mr. Hallmark,
I know you'll do your best
I have done all I can do;
to you I'll leave the rest.
Find a way to tell her,
how much she means to me
Until I can do it for myself,
when she joins me in eternity.
Happy Mother's Day From Heaven..
Am I not a mother?
Am I not a mother
On this Mother's Day?
I had a baby, but she's gone.
Death took her away.
Hopes and dreams have vanished
a happy time turned cold.
My motherhood-where is it now?
Gone? Or put on hold?
Am I not a mother
even though my child died?
Does anyone know my heartbreak
or the anguish felt inside?
Special gifts and flowers
but who'll remember me?
As I stand and shed some tears
at your graveside where I'll be.
Mother's Day-so painful
but I will make it through.
Yes, I am a mother!
but God takes care of you.
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Your welcome dear! I know each Mother's Day is very hard for me. I know it is for others as well and thought that might give them some comfort!
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My Angels- 12-15-08 @ 13w3d♥ 05-09 @ 6w2d♥ & 2 Early Losses♥ Twins 9-7-10♥ & 10-2-10 ♥ 2/11/11
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My friend who is pregnant and only 2.5 weeks ahead of where I should be with Gabriel still makes it so hard for me to talk to her sometimes. I know she doesn't realize how it makes me feel, but when I talk about things like feeling like I was popping she tells me that "Oh, I thought I popped at the same time, but I didn't. I really popped at xx weeks." It hurts so badly! While it kind of scares me that things are happening for me a little early because it makes me wonder how big I'll get, I'm also very happy about it because I should have experienced these things months ago. A tiny part of me feels like popping early, leaking colostrum early, etc...is a little way my body has of helping me "catch up" to where I "should" be. I don't want to be told "oh, you didn't really pop." I want to be told "that's great!! I'm happy for you that you've popped!" It's part of why I'm being open about my loss. I'm hoping that by being open it'll help people understand it more for others.
Katie, thanks for sharing, these are beautiful!
My favorite line is at the very end of the last poem, "Yes, I am a mother! But God takes care of you." That's really sweet.
Robyn, that sucks that your friend isn't more encouraging. She should be happy for you, not pooh-pooh-ing how you're feeling.
Thanks, Joy. I know she doesn't mean to be hurtful, and we're both people who say what we think and I've told her that it's hurtful and she's trying to get better. She just doesn't understand and I honestly hope she never does because that means she'd have to experience a loss herself.
I'm glad you're able to be honest with her and let her know when something hurts.
I know for me I would never have understood all the little things that can hurt until I had a loss myself. I never knew it went this deep, or that it was this pervasive. It touches every part of your life.
