Written by various authors and submitted for use on bereavedparents.com
Yesterday… Today… Tomorrow
There are two days in every week about which we should not worry, two days which should be kept free from fear and apprehension.
One of these days is Yesterday, with its mistakes and cares, its faults and blunders, its aches and pains. Yesterday has passed beyond our control.
All the money in the world cannot bring back Yesterday. We cannot undo a single act we preformed, we cannot erase a single word we said
~Yesterday is gone.
The other day we should not worry about is Tomorrow, with its possible adversaries, its burdens, its large promise and poor performance. Tomorrow is also beyond immediate control.
Tomorrow’s sun will rise, either in splendor or behind a mask of clouds, but it will rise. Until it does, we have no stake in Tomorrow for it is as yet unborn.
This leaves only one day ~Today. Any man can fight the battle of just one day. It is only when you and I add the burdens of those two awful eternities.
~Yesterday and Tomorrow ~ that we break down. It is not the experience of Today that drives men mad.
~It is the remorse or bitterness for something which happened Yesterday and the dread of what Tomorrow will bring.
Let us therefore live but one day at a time!
It was a blessing in disguise,
There was something wrong,
There was nothing you could do,
It could have been worse, you could have been further along.
What could be said to make my pain go away?
For me would be,
that the baby inside of me,
was a little special angel that was set free.
Thank you for listeing and for anyone that comes to this site, I feel for you.
The following poem was written for his wife who lost a child
This pain of great loss and sorrow I can not know,
but I do see it in the person I love so.
I can not feel a Mothers loss, sorrow, or grief,
For to do so I would have to understand the joy…
The well being brought forth from the child, girl or maybe boy,
The child she was holding within herself… a miracle beyond belief.
How can a friend, brother, sister, even a father know,
The love a child inside, God has given this to Woman alone.
Some have rebuked that blessing,
and even called it an accident or worse.
My love has felt the warmth of Gods gift,
how can this be thought of as a curse?
Her child… My God she feels so abandoned, so alone.
As JoAnn searches for meaning in sorrow, life, and her loss
I will have to loose part of this woman I love for and care,
Not from injury or deed, or from carelessness or smite.
The loss of great joy is equaled by great grieving, regardless your might.
It is in my loss in her, that her loss I can share.
I will be there when you need me.
I reach out to grasp
All the fleeting moments
Of my past.
My life has taken many a turn.
God seems to be telling me
It’s my time to learn.
Difficult times are closing in.
I cannot breathe.
The hurt flows within.
They say with time the wounds will heal,
But it’s hard to believe, with the pain that I feel.
One day I learn I will be a mother.
Then, it’s all taken away on another.
Why does life have to be so cruel?
I’ve always lived by the Golden Rule.
Do unto others, that’s what I’ve done.
But, in the end, I haven’t won.
I pray the Lord hears my pleas,
Looks into my heart, and truly sees,
Life has dealt me a hard enough hand.
It’s time that I see
Just His footprints in the sand.
Deliver unto me a child from above.
And I promise to give him all my love.
>> thanks again for the site…it really made me feel better….
HEAVEN’S GROCERY STORE
I was walking down life’s highway a long time ago.
One day I saw a sign that read, “HEAVEN’S GROCERY STORE”.
As I got a little closer, the door came open wide.
And when I came to myself, I was standing inside.
I saw a host of ANGELS. Who were standing everywhere.
One handed me a basket and said, “My Child, shop with care”.
Everything a human needed was in that grocery store.
And all you couldn’t carry, you could come back the next day for more.
First, I got some PATIENCE: LOVE was in the same row.
Further down was UNDERSTANDING: you need that everywhere you go.
I got a box or two of WISDOM, a bag or two of FAITH.
I just couldn’t miss the HOLY GHOST, for it was all over the place.
I stopped to get some STRENGTH,
and COURAGE to help me run life’s race.
By then my basket was getting full,
but I remembered I needed some GRACE.
I didn’t forget SALVATION, for SALVATION it was free.
So I tried to get enough of that to save both you and me.
Then I started up to the counter to pay my grocery bill.
For I thought I had everything to do the MASTER’S will.
As I went up the aisle, I saw PRAYER: and I just had to put that in.
For I knew when I stepped outside, I would run into sin.
PEACE AND JOY were plentiful; they were last on the shelf.
SONG and PRAISE were hanging near, so I just helped myself.
Then I said to the angel, “Now, how much do I owe?”
He smiled and said, “Just take them everywhere you go.”
Again, I smiled and said, “How much do I really owe?”
He smiled again and said,
“MY CHILD, GOD PAID YOUR BILL A LONG, LONG TIME AGO.”
How Long Will It Take To Get Over It?
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How long will it take me to get over the feeling of sorrow?
How long will I continue to feel guilty?
As long as it takes you to realize you did nothing wrong.
How long will it take me to get over my anger?
As long as it will take you to stop blaming yourself and others, and realize it was the combination of unpredictable happenings that occur in one’s lifetime.
Why do friends give such horrid advice?
To cover up their own inability to handle the situation.
Will I ever be happy again and be able to laugh?
An emphatic YES.
How long is long?
As long as it takes for you to go through the process.
Each individual has his or her own timetable, but it is up to you to make the decision when to start healing.