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Dearest Ms.Lilly
If you knew where I am standing
If you could see the sights I see
If you could hear the Angels (and birds") singing
the songs they sing eternally.
If you knew the One I’m holding, and
could see the smile “He” smiles at me
If you knew where I am resting
You would not cry for me.
I know you’re confused, about my leaving
you so soon, but I’ll be with you again,
maybe morning, night or noon.
I’ll save a place for you right beside the
Crystal Sea, If you knew where my mansion’s
Standing, you would not cry for me.
I’m resting in the precious arms of JESUS
No other place I would rather be.
So if you shed a tear, please don’t shed it for me.
If you knew where I am resting you would
not cry for me.
With compassion & love,
Suzann
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25169When my 18 month old daughter died and I laid on my bed crying, hugging a pillow, A bird sang outside my window, for the longest time and we all know birds are not out after dark, at 10:00 at night, in the dead of winter. God works in mysteries ways.still Feed the birds after 35 years. I owe them so much!
by marjialexa
02 Jan 2014
Lilylady, I cannot begin to imagine the grief of losing a child you have born into this world. I'm sure it never goes away entirely. I'm glad you had that bird singing for you, bringing a miraculous message of hope that has sustained you even over these 35 years. And I'm glad you had enough faith to hear the message of the birds even with your heart broken in pieces, and that you can still give thanks by feeding the little winged messengers of heavenly joy even to this day. That's a miracle, too--your hearing the message, and your gratefulness for it--sometimes we don't have the sense to accept the grace we're given. You did. May God bless you, and give you peace. Huge hugs, Marji
by jrob
02 Jan 2014
Oh, how loved you must feel. Isn't it wonderful? I have no idea how you dealt with that loss, but I'm glad you know what's ahead.
by graceandham
02 Jan 2014
I was invited to the beach after my dear Charles died and I started watching a seagull waddle down the sand. Well, Charles had back problems and he had that same walk. As I watched the gull and thought about Charles, the bird took off and soared with the flock back and forth over my head, back and forth. I felt like Charles was telling me he had been set free and was soaring above. I'll never look at birds without thinking of him.
41781Just thought I would bring this to the top for those that have not read it. It still brings tears pouring down my face. I'm at the stage in life when I know more people dying than being wed or born. the balance will turn soon.
by marjialexa
02 Jan 2014
Thanks for bringing this back up, Wendy. I know what you mean, when I was younger I always wondered why my Dad always read the obits first in the newspaper. Now I know, that's where all my friends and family are, too.
11357wendymay, thank you for sharing this with us - I always have leaking eyes when I read this. *4U
211078Words cannot tell the feelings I had upon reading, I held onto this for a couple of days, then I just had to share
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8150Very touching - sad, but we know that many that have lost a child will be touched by this. Thanks for sharing.
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145789I tried not to but here I sit with tears rolling down my cheeks. I cry for my nephew and his wife that just lost their unborn babe on Mother's Day. So sad. Thanks for sharing this.
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22886Thank you Wendy. I am sitting here with tears streaming down my face. I nearly lost my son 21 years ago when he was only 3 yrs old to brain cancer. He beat the cancer but this story really hit home. Every parent should read this because you never know what can happen.
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63109Thanks Wendymay for sharing this, it was just last night that my daughter lost a dear friend age of 33 of unknown reason's. The question does come across your mind as "why" and its ok to ask but then we have to know that God is in control and He knows all. We just have to be ready for His call. Love you Wendymay and again thanks
9811Thank you for sharing, Wendy! Losing a loved one, young or older, even without questions (desiring God's will above all else), is still the hardest thing we have to bear. We lost a grandson to SIDs - probably the most difficult thing I've had to face.
(Hugs for you, Marji! I cannot imagine your grief!)
3995Thanks, Wendy. My husband died in November, at 63 he was no child, but I think we ask the same questions anyway. I hope what the little boy wrote is true. Faith can be hard to hold on to sometimes. Love to you. Marji
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'Dear Mom, I know you're going to miss me; but don't think that I will ever forget you, or stop loving you, just 'cause I'm not around to say 'I Love You'. I will always love you, Mom, even more with each day. Someday we will see each other again. Until then, if you want to adopt a little boy so you won't be so lonely, that's okay with me. He can have my room and old stuff to play with. But, if you decide to get a girl instead, she probably wouldn't like the same things us boys do. You'll have to buy her dolls and stuff girls like, you know. / Don't be sad thinking about me. This really is a neat place. Grandma and Grandpa met me as soon as I got here and showed me around some, but it will take a long time to see everything. The angels are so cool. I love to watch them fly. And, you know what? Jesus doesn't look like any of his pictures. Yet, when I saw Him, I knew it was Him. Jesus himself took me to see GOD! And guess what, Mom? I got to sit on God's knee and talk to Him, like I was somebody important. That's when I told Him that I wanted to write you a letter, to tell you good bye and everything. But I already knew that wasn't allowed. Well, you know what Mom? God handed me some paper and His own personal pen to write you this letter I think Gabriel is the name of the angel who is going to drop this letter off to you. God said for me to give you the answer to one of the questions you asked Him 'where was He when I needed him?' 'God said He was in the same place with me, as when His son Jesus was on the cross. He was right there, as He always is with all His children. / Oh, by the way, Mom, no one else can see what I've written except you. To everyone else this is just a blank piece of paper. Isn't that cool? I have to give God His pen back now He needs it to write some more names in the Book of Life. Tonight I get to sit at the table with Jesus for supper. I'm sure the food will be great. / Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don't hurt anymore the cancer is all gone.. I'm glad because I couldn't stand that pain anymore and God couldn't stand to see me hurt so much, either. That's when He sent The Angel of Mercy to come get me. The Angel said I was a Special Delivery! How about that? / Signed with Love from God, Jesus & Me.
by minnieb
16 May 2008
lots of tears but needs to be read by parents that have lost children .I wish I had this to give my brother when he lost his little girl to cancer
11357She jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out of the operating room. She said: 'How is my little boy? Is he going to be all right? When can I see him?' / The surgeon said, 'I'm sorry. We did all we could, but your boy didn't make it.' / Sally said, 'Why do little children get cancer? Doesn't God care any more? Where were you, God, when my son needed you?' / The surgeon asked, 'Would you like some time alone with your son? One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he's transported to the university.' / Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said good bye to son. She ran her fingers lovingly through his thick red curly hair. 'Would you like a lock of his hair?' the nurse asked. Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a lock of the boy's hair, put it in a plastic bag and handed it to Sally. / The mother said, 'It was Jimmy's idea to donate his body to the University for Study. He said it might help somebody else. 'I said no at first, but Jimmy said, 'Mom, I won't be using it after I die. Maybe it will help some other little boy spend one more day with his Mom.' She went on, 'My Jimmy had a heart of gold. Always thinking of someone else. Always wanting to help others if he could.' / Sally walked out of Children's Mercy Hospital for the last time, after spending most of the last six months there. She put the bag with Jimmy's belongings on the seat beside her in the car. / The drive home was difficult. It was even harder to enter the empty house. She carried Jimmy's belongings, and the plastic bag with the lock of his hair to her son's room. / She started placing the model cars and other personal things back in his room exactly where he had always kept them. She laid down across his bed and, hugging his pillow, cried herself to sleep. / It was around midnight when Sally awoke. Lying beside her on the bed was a folded letter. The letter said: / more 1
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