Within the gentle embrace of a short poem, I offer you a vessel for your grief—a moment of shared understanding.
Soft wounds of the heart -
Aching echoes, sorrows told,
Memories whisper, softly fold.
Pain turns like pale leaves,
Drifting downward, past their prime -
Love bridges deepest sorrow's chime.
Holding you in quiet light,
Gentle refuge for the soul,
Comfort's warmth, makes wounded whole.
Your vulnerability is a sacred space. This poem does not seek to heal but to sit beside you, to bear witness to your journey of remembrance and love. The poem mirrors both the fragility and the quiet strength of the heart.
Sending love and support your way. While I am only on the cusp of what you feel, no mom should ever have to do what you have had to do. I hope you have a better day and find a spot of joy in it. I know that is easier said than done, but for your own sanity, it would help. Even if for a moment.
Wishing you deep love and honest light, in whatever form it takes right now. Words can only try to express what you’re carrying, but I hope there’s room for breath, for memory, and for community.
Hi, thinking of you. There is not one day that you will not think of your son. He's there, imprinted in your body. There, but, not there and that's where everything is so wrong.
The pain may hold an overwhelming sway at times, and for that all can say is the only thing that is stronger than pain is love. You still have so much love within you alongside the pain. Hang in there, Rea.
Dear Friend,
Within the gentle embrace of a short poem, I offer you a vessel for your grief—a moment of shared understanding.
Soft wounds of the heart -
Aching echoes, sorrows told,
Memories whisper, softly fold.
Pain turns like pale leaves,
Drifting downward, past their prime -
Love bridges deepest sorrow's chime.
Holding you in quiet light,
Gentle refuge for the soul,
Comfort's warmth, makes wounded whole.
Your vulnerability is a sacred space. This poem does not seek to heal but to sit beside you, to bear witness to your journey of remembrance and love. The poem mirrors both the fragility and the quiet strength of the heart.
May these words be a soft companion to your soul.
With deepest compassion and respect,
Thank you for your beautiful words, and sitting beside me. I appreciate you caring. 🩷🩷
sending you love and comfort.
Thank you Lindsay. Sending love back.
sending you so much love
Thank you!
Love, support and comfort sent your way. 🫂💖
Thank you Debra ❤️
Just sending love, support and positive thoughts to you xx
Thank you Candice! Sending love and peace back. 💞
Sending love and support your way. While I am only on the cusp of what you feel, no mom should ever have to do what you have had to do. I hope you have a better day and find a spot of joy in it. I know that is easier said than done, but for your own sanity, it would help. Even if for a moment.
Thank you Aurelia. Sending love right back. 💞
Don't worry about your pain. Healing always takes time.
That it does.
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Wishing you deep love and honest light, in whatever form it takes right now. Words can only try to express what you’re carrying, but I hope there’s room for breath, for memory, and for community.
Thank you for your comforting words. 🩷
Hi, thinking of you. There is not one day that you will not think of your son. He's there, imprinted in your body. There, but, not there and that's where everything is so wrong.
Thank you for reaching out Lynda. 🩷
Sending you lots of love 💗
Thank you Sandra. ❤️
You are not alone. Peace and love to you.
Thank you! 💞
Sending you love, light and peace in abundance 🕊️
Thank you Samantha 🫶
Sending a wee blessing from Scotland. Be gentle with yourself 🙏
Thank you!
Sending you love and light
Thank you Raman.
The pain may hold an overwhelming sway at times, and for that all can say is the only thing that is stronger than pain is love. You still have so much love within you alongside the pain. Hang in there, Rea.
Thank you Gabrielle. 💞 Sending love.