For Sean On His Angelversary / Denise Kneale (connected by angels ) Dear Sean, please stay close to your dear family, so they may feel your peace. Love and Blessings Denise mum to James. http://james-kneale.memory-of.com xxx Close
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Thinking of you. / Beverly Brown (Thomas Allen) (Visitor)
Today I thought of Sean so many times. It was my Mother's birthday today and as you know she passed away on Sean's birthday. I found myself wondering if Mom had already told Sean of the many times his Mother came to our house and the good times we shared as children. I wondered if she saw his Grandma and Grandpa O'Neal l and what a time they had talking about us when we were younger. I know it's beautiful there and if we knew how beautiful we wouldn't want them to come back to this world. I read this poem the other day and it hit home with me. I felt your love and support many times in the past few weeks and I thank you for that. This poem helped me somewhat and I hope it will help you, even if only temporary. It will help us to be grateful that we have each other. How strange this earth that we are experiencing the same feeling at the same time. After all these years, He graciously brings you back into my life when I need a friend the most. Thank you for all the comforting words and love you continuously offer our family. You are a wonderful friend and I cherish what we have together. Love, Judy Here's the poem
AFTER YOUR LOSS
i need to talk about my loss I may feel the need to tell you what happened or to ask you WHY it happened.
I may frequently need for you to listen while I express what this loss means to me Each time I discuss my loss, I am helping myself face the reality of the death of my loved one.
I need to know that you care about me. I need to feel your touch, your hugs, I need you just to be with me And I need to be with you.
I need for you to believe in me And in my ability to get through this grief On my own In my own time.
Please don't judge me now or think that I am behaving strangely. Remember I am grieving I may be in shock I may feel afraid I may feel deep rage I may even feel guilty But above all, I hurt I am experiencing a pain unlike any I've ever experienced.
Don't be concerned if you think I'm getting better And then suddenly I seem to slip backward again. Grief makes me behave this way at times.
And please don't tell me you know just how I feel Or that it's time to get on with my life I am probably already saying that to myself. I just need for you to be patient now and to try to understand
Finally, allow me the time I need to grieve and to recover, I want to get on with my life But I know that first I must walk through the dark shadows of grief And, although it is almost impossible for me to believe this now, I know that one day my grief will lessen, but never end.
Most of all, thank you for being my friend. Thank you for caring, for helping, for understanding, thank you for praying for me And remembering, in the days or years ahead After your loss---when you need me as I have needed you, I will understand, And then I will come be with you.
To a Forever Friend, Mary Ellen / Judy
I came to Sean's site tonight to just light a candle. But once again, I had been on my Mother's site and feeling your pain, too. I was hoping I could find the right words to bring some comfort, but I am without healing or comforting thoughts. But also, I wanted to tell you how beautiful Sean's site has become. It is so precious and done with much love. You can view this site and feel the love for all those who cared about him. Without a doubt, it tells of his personality, his persistance, his competiveness in wrestling, his sense of humor, the kind of friend he was, the kind of son and brother and the kind of unique person he was in a very special way.
I was reading some other tributes tonight and was saddened by one Mother's tribute. She said, she might be alright if she just knew WHERE her son was. That truly hurt my heart and I felt that Mother's pain. How awful to wonder??? You are blessed to know that Sean IS is heaven. You gave him life twice. You are the reason he is in heaven and because of the guidance you had given him when he felt troubled. You led him exactly in the perfect direction. That same direction that our parents led us all those years ago, only to pass that on to our own children. It was not in vain. What greater gift than to know Sean rests safely at the feet of Jesus. That is the only comfort you have I know.
Tonight reading over and over my Mother's site, the tears falling and I know how much you miss him. I am glad that God brought us together after all these years. Maybe somehow we are a comfort to each other. I know you certainly have been to me. I have marveled at your strength and the direction you chose, trying to live for Jesus, over the other many choices you could have gone after losing something so precious. I admire you, respect you and pray for you every single day and just wanted you to know. You have been spiritually uplifting to me more times than you will ever know. Therefore, I find myself wanting the same thing that you have and that would be your TRUST and FAITH. I seen to have misplaced mine in my grief. We had it in our younger years growing up in the church and I commend you for turning to it now. I love you, my friend. Stay strong, take a day at a time and know there are many who are lifting you up in prayer.
We are connected My child and I, by An invisible cord Not seen by the eye.
Its 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 to my heart.
I know that it's there Though no one can see This invisible cord From my child to me.
The strength of this cord It's hard to describe It can't be destroyed It can't be denied.
It's stronger then any cord Man could create. It withstands the test Can hold any weight.
And though you are gone And your not here with me The cord is still there But no one can see. It pulls at my heart I am bruised, I am sore. But this cord is my lifeline As never before.
I'm thankful that God Connects us this way A mother and child Death can't take it away!
"No one's death comes to pass without making some impression and those close to the deceased inherit part of the liberated soul and become richer in their humanness." ~~Hermann Broch, 20th Century Austrian writer
I stood by your bed last night; I came to take a peep. I could see you had been crying, you found it hard to sleep. I talked to you softly as you brushed away a tear, "It's me, I haven't left you, I'm well, I'm fine, I'm here." --I was close to you at breakfast, I watched you pour the tea, you were thinking of the many times, you spent time with me.--I was with you at the shops today; your arms were getting sore. I longed to carry your packages, I wish I could do more. --I was with you at my grave today; you tend it with such care. I want to reassure you, that I am not lying there.--I walked with you towards the house, as you fumbled for your key. I gently put my hand on you; I smiled and said, "it's me." You looked so very tired and sank into a chair. I tried so hard to let you know, that I was standing there. It is possible for me, to be so near you everyday. To say to you with certainty, "I never went away." You sat there very quietly, then smiled, I think you knew...in the stillness of that evening, I was very close to you.--The day is over...I smile and watch you yawning and say "good night, I'll see you in the morning." And when the time is right to cross the brief divide, I'll rush across to you and we'll stand side by side. I have so many things to show you, there is so much to see. Be patient, live your journey out...then come to be with me. Till we meet again, I will miss you everday.
THE OAK TREE
A mighty wind blew night and day. It stole the oak trees leaves away, then snapped its boughs and pulled it's bark until the oak tree was tired and stark. But the oak tree held it's ground while other trees fell around.~~The weary wind gave up and spoke, " How can you still be standing, Oak?" The oak tree said, " I know that you can break every branch of mine in two, carry every leaf away, shake my limbs, and make me sway. But I have roots stretched in this earth, growing stronger since birth. " You will never touch them, for you see, they are the deepest part of me.~~Until today, I wasn't sure of just how much I could endure. But now, I've found, with thanks to you, I'm stronger than I ever knew."
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