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Darko's Life
MOM November 12, 2010
 

I HOPE

 


I hope you never have to hear the words, "Your child has cancer."

I hope you never have to hear, "The prognosis is not good."

I hope you never have to prepare to undergo radiation or chemotherapy.

 

Look at you with fear in their eyes and say, "Don't worry Mommy, everything will be okay.'

I hope you never have to hold your child as they vomit green bile.

I hope you never have to feed them ice chips for lunch.

I hope you never have to watch the "cure" you pray for slowly take away their identity, as they

lose their hair,

become skeletal,

develop severe acne,

become barely or unable to walk or move,

and look at you with hope in their eyes and say,

"It's going to be okay, Mommy."

I hope that you never have to stay in the hospital for weeks, months,  where there is no privacy, with your face to the wall, where you cry in muffled silence.

I hope you never have to see a mother, alone, huddled, in a dark hospital corridor...crying quietly, after just being told, "There is nothing more we can do."

I hope you never have to watch a family wander aimlessly, minutes after their child's body has been removed.

I hope you never have to use every bit of energy you have left, with all of this going on around you to remain positive, and the feelings of guilt, sorrow, hope and fear, overwhelm you.

And they look at you with faith in their eyes and say, "It's going to be okay Mommy."

I hope you never have to experience any of these things...Because...only then...

Will you understand...

 

mom November 10, 2010
 
In My Heart Forever
 
 

The time has come for me to release you 
Free to fly high above this world. 
Where the flowers forever bloom & 
The ultimate love fills the space. 
  
In my attempt to try to keep you 
I've only been able to hold the anger 
Not realizing that I have to let you go 
I can't hold on. 

I'll no more keep your pain alive, 
I won't try to hold you down. 
I'll let you fly on to higher ground. 

My grief has left a numbness, 
as if this isn't real 
You are in my heart forever, 
but I know I have to let you free. 

Soar high. 
Laugh as a child that feels the joy of the moment. 
Play among the rivers flowing through the hills. 
Roam the fields of daisies. 
Fly to the top of the mountains. 

With closed eyes, I see you among the flowers, 
High above the clouds. 
 
Your presence blows through me with the breeze. 
Your smile beams down on through the sun. 
The full moon brings the light of your laughter to my mind. 

And the Butterfly in all its splendor reminds me  
of your beauty and freedom now. 
Leaving your love for me lingering in my world. 
mom & dad November 10, 2010
 
23th Birthday

This day will be a celebration
of the short time you were here.
You will always be remembered
with great love and many tears.
But to only feel pain and sorrow
would not be fair to you.
Your life meant so much more to us,
more than words could say.
You were here so briefly,
I wonder if you knew
all the ways you’ve touched
our world and our hearts
and everyone who knew you
since the day God called you home.
Now my child, you’re an angel
with your heavenly Father above,
we see not only what we’ve lost
but our capacity of love.
There will always be a big void
in our life and a hole in our
hearts that will never heal.
Our souls will grieve forever.
Will we forget or stop loving you?
No! Not now…not ever.
As this day is upon us,
oh, how our hearts still hurt.
But even as I mourn your death,
we will always celebrate your birth.
It was the happiest day of our lives.

mom & dad November 10, 2010
 
23th birthday
Missing image

You would have turned 23 today,
if you were still here.
Although you are so far away,
our hearts have kept you near.

The pain has eased a bit I guess,
yet has not gone away.
It will always stay a part of us,
until we join you one day.

We send our love to you,
from all our hearts to yours.
Just think, a birthday spent in Heaven,
means you'll spend it with The Lord.

 

 

mom November 5, 2010
 
The 'Spare' Room
 
      There's a room in our house, where the door is kept closed.
      What lies behind it, nobody knows.
      Perhaps I will tell you, if you have the time.
      It has all sorts of things, you never know what you'll find.
      There's a couple of prams, a cradle and a cot,
      A rocking chair, a wardrobe and clothes, it's got the lot.
      But if you open the door carefully, with ne'er a sound,
      You may see my dreams, shattered on the ground.
      For my hopes and dreams are there, more than a few,
      Never to be realized, never to come true.
      If you wait awhile, 'till the sun goes down,
      You might hear them whispering and moving around.
      Sometimes you may hear a cry,
      But it's not real, it's just a lie.
      They try to escape, in the cool evening air,
      They slip under the door, they know I still care.
      But it hurts so much when my dreams reach me,
      The tears flow freely, why must it be?
      I know when the sun starts to rise,
      My dreams run back to the room and hide.
      They cannot cope with the harsh light of day,
      Only in darkness can they come my way.
      Reality is painful, it hurts to the core,
      But as the light starts to fade, I look to the door.
      My dreams lay there, my shattered ones,
      I hear them talking, soon they will come.
      Reality vs Imaginary
        That room is still there,
        The one I call 'Spare'.
        I feel it reaching out and calling me,
        It is haunting me, and it's using my memory.
        I have to go in. I have to go soon.
        I have to face my memories, and dreams, in that room.
        I'm scared to go in, it'll hurt too much,
        My shattered dream, how deep it cuts.

         I open the door and I go in.
        The air is hot and stuffy, the pain begins.
        My heart is heavy, I cannot breathe,
        I remember him cry, I try to leave.
        But I can't go, I must stay and face my pain,
        Or all of this will be in vain.

         I sit down and look around,
        I put my Scotch , on the ground.
        I see his night light, the memories flood in,
        Of the pain and medicines. Now my tears begin.
        Those cold August nights, with the heater on high,
        He was only in here a short time, but how the time flies.

         I feel a smile on my face, for the memories are sweet,
        The haunting feeling is dulled. Will I try for defeat?
        I see the highchair, where he will never sit,
        But also the golfing clubs and how he loved it.
        The pain is softened, as my memories proceed,
        My dreams mingle with them, I know I'll succeed.

         I'm glad I went into that room which is 'Spare'.
        The memories fill me with warmth, although my dreams are still there.
        I remember the cuddles, the love and the kisses,
        His strange little cry. Oh God, how I miss it.
        Tonight I will sleep with the door open wide,
        For my memories and dreams, are no longer to hide.

mom November 4, 2010
 
Guardian Angel
 

The walls close in around me.  
I feel myself slipping,  
The line between reality and sanity  
blending, fading.  

I walk on the rim  
carefully balancing.  
Taunting, teasing, risking  
dangerously near falling.  

Below me a beckoning abyss.  
Calling me  
Welcoming me  
Spirits cry out,  
"Join us. Let us free your suffering."  

The battle has waged too long.  
I am done.  
Unable to fight anymore  
I give in.  

The ropes surround me  
like weights  
pull me under.  
The abyss consumes me  
enveloping, surrounding me.  

A Hand appears out of the light.  
Strong arms  
to pull me from the darkness.  
To save me from myself  
and impending sleep.  

I am brought back from the edge.  
I return to the world  
into the light and the truth.  

Released from my chains  
as a butterfly  
I fly free and strong  
to greet the new dawn.  
Awake.  
Alive.  

No longer do I fear the edge.  
It has retreated.  
I stand on solid ground.  
Not alone, but with you.  

Friend.  
Rescuer.  
Guardian Angel.  

mom November 4, 2010
 

Grief to last a Lifetime

 

    There is a grief that ages the face and hardens the heart

      Yet softens the spirit…
       

    A grief that casts shadows on the eyes

      Yet broadens the mind…

    A grief that keeps the pain and has no words

      But increases the understanding…
       

    There is a grief that breaks the heart and wounds the soul,
    That lasts and lasts and can shatter in a minute,

      But will inspire for a lifetime.

And another "reality check" on what to do with what life does to you.
 

      "None of us can help the things life has done to us.
      They're done before you realise it,
      and once they're done
      they make you do other things,
      until at last
      everything becomes between you and what you'd like to be,
      and you have lost your true self forever."

mom November 2, 2010
 
LOVE & CARE MOM
 
Our Heart's Our Shatterd 4-ever

 

If I could give you diamonds
for each tear you cried for me.
if I could give you sapphires
for each truth you’ve helped me see.
If I could give you rubies
for the heartache that you’ve known
If I could give you pearls
for the wisdom that you’ve shown.

Then you’ll have a treasure, mum,
that would mount up to the skies
That would almost match
the sparkle in your kind and loving eyes.

But I have no pearls, no diamonds,
As I’m sure you’re well aware
So I’ll give you gifts more precious
My devotion, love and care.

 

mom November 1, 2010
 
I MISS MY SON
   

 

      
My Loving Son
 
Tears of pain just keep flowing like the pouring rain, you were only twenty,
only a young man,
No more 'I Love You’
No phone calls, God is this all true!
No no more hugs,
No more kisses ,
My Loving Son
My broken heart will never mend
Until I meet you again!
I know you now have wings
And your Halo is made of Gold...
You are smiling and so happy
A smart young man who was so bold
Where you are in heaven there is no more pain
I only hope your death will not be in vain
Words can't express how much we miss you
Only our heavy heart know the truth
No goodbyes my son, wait there for me
We will rest in Gods home eternally! 

mom October 29, 2010
 
Our Darko

Our hearts are full of memories
with pride we speak your name

Our lives go on without you
but will never be the same

You leave a space no one can fill
and no one, Darko, ever will 

Your pleasures were simple
and needs were few

Your families happiness meant
the world to you

A shining example you were to us all,
your wisdom and advice

We will always recall
God saved you too

He thought it best 
to take you home from pain to rest.

We will always remember Darko

in our hearts and minds always and forever!!


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