it means I can't do it for someone else.
To let go is not to cut myself off,
it's the realization that I can't control another.
To let go is not to enable, but to allow
learning from natural consequences.
To let go is to admit powerlessness,
which means the outcome is not in my hands.
To let go is not to try and change or blame another,
I can only change myself.
To let go is not to care for, but to care about.
To let go is not to fix, but to be supportive.
To let go is not to judge,
but to allow another to be a human being.
To let go is not to be in the middle arranging all the outcomes,
but to allow other to effect their own outcomes.
To let go is not to be protective,
it is to permit another to face reality.
To let go is not to deny, but to accept.
To let go is not to nag, scold, or argue,
but to search out my own shortcomings and correct them.
To let go is not to adjust everything to my desires,
but to take each day as it comes.
To let go is not to criticize or regulate anyone,
but to try to become what I dream to be.
To let go is not to regret the past,
but to grow in the future.
To let go is to fear less and love more.
~Author Unknown~
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on the snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush.
Of quiet birds in circled flight,
I am the soft stars, that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there, I did not die.
~Author Unknown~
by Kelly Osmont
You asked, "How am I doing?"
As I told you, tears came to my eyes...
and you looked away and quickly began to talk again.
All the attention you had given me drained away.
"How am I doing?"...I do better when people listen,
though I may shed a tear or two.
This pain is indescribable.
If you've never known it you cannot fully understand.
Yet I need you.
When you look away,
When I'm ignored,
I am again alone with it
Your attention means more than you can ever know.
Really, tears are not a bad sign, you know!
They're nature's way of helping me to heal...
They relieve some of the stress of sadness.
I know you fear that asking how I'm doing brings me sadness
...but you're wrong.
The memory of my loved one's death will always be with me,
Only a thought away.
My tears make my pain more visible to you, but you did not
give me the pain...it was already there.
When I cry, could it be that you feel helpless,
not knowing what to do?
You are not helpless,
And you don't need to do a thing but be there.
When I feel your permission to allow my tears to flow,
you've helped me You need not speak.
Your silence as I cry is all I need.
Be patient...do not fear.
Listening with your heart to "how I am doing"
relieves the pain, for when the tears
can freely come and go, I feel lighter.
Talking to you releases what I've been wanting to say aloud,
clearing space for a touch of joy in my life.
I'll cry for a minute or two...
and then I'll wipe my eyes,
and sometimes you'll even find I'm laughing later.
When I hold back the tears, my throat grows tight,
my chest aches, my stomach knots...
because I'm trying to protect you from my tears.
Then we both hurt...me, because my pain is held inside,
a shield against our closeness...
and you, because suddenly we're distant.
So please, take my hand
and see me through my tears...
then we can be close again.....
I'm following the path God laid for me.
I took His hand when I heard Him call.
I turned my back and left it all.
I could not stay another day,
To laugh, to love, to work or play,
Tasks left undone, must stay that way,
I've found peace at the close of the day
If my parting has left a void
Then fill it with remembered joy.
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss,
Ah yes, these things I too will miss.
Be not burdened with times of sorrow,
I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow.
My life's been full-I've savored much,
Good friends, good times, my loved one's touch,
Perhaps my time seems too brief
Don't lengthen it now with grief.
Lift up your heart and share with me,
God wanted me now; He set me free.
~Author Unknown~
Written for The Compassionate Friends
by Karen Taylor-Good
In my dreams
you are alive and well
Precious Child, Precious Child
In my mind
I see you clear as a bell
Precious Child, Precious Child
In my soul
there is a hole
that can never be filled.
But in my heart
there is hope
'cause you are with me still
In my heart
you live on,
always there, never gone
Precious Child, you left too soon.
Tho it may be true that we're apart
you will live forever in my heart.
In my plans,
I was the first to leave.
Precious Child, Precious Child
But in this world,
I was left here to grieve.
Precious Child, Precious Child
In my soul
there is a hole that can never be filled.
But in my heart there is hope.
and you are with me still
In my heart
you live on.
Always there, never gone.
Precious Child, you left too soon.
Tho it may be true that we're apart.
you will live forever in my heart.
God knows I want to hold you, see you touch you.
And maybe there's a heaven and someday I will again.
Please know you're not forgotten until then.
In my heart
you live on
always there, never gone.
Precious Child
you left too soon.
Tho it may be true that we're apart
you will live forever……..in my heart
I'll never be over it.
Please, don't tell me he's in a better place.
He isn't here with me.
Please, don't say at least he isn't suffering.
I haven't come to terms with why he had to suffer at all.
Please, don't tell me you know how I feel.
Unless you have lost a child.
Please, don't ask me if I feel better.
Bereavement isn't a condition that clears up.
Please, don't tell me at least you had him
for so many years.
What year would you choose for your child to die?
Please, don't tell me God never gives us more than we can bear.
Please, just say you are sorry.
Please, just say you remember my child, if you do.
Please, just let me talk about my child.
Please, mention my childs name.
Please, just let me cry.
~Author Unknown~
Please Check Back
and please come again..