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Missing Mum. I can't get over the fact I'll never see her again.

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InMyGarden · 14/10/2024 19:50

Mum died suddenly a year ago. I'll never get over it. I'll never be truly happy again. She was my best friend and the only person to ever love me unconditionally. I'm lost. I'm alone. Sometimes the grief just consumes me. I so desperately want to see her again.

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TakeMe2Insanity · 16/10/2024 12:52

Serene135 · 14/10/2024 23:07

This is really lovely by Mary Elizabeth Frye.

Thank you for sharing.

I found a screen shot of this poem taken days before my mum had died. It saddened me but also gave me a way forward.

Ellie56 · 16/10/2024 18:12

My eldest son (my mum's first grandchild) read this out at my mum's funeral:

Her Journey’s Just Begun

Don’t think of her as gone away,
her journey’s just begun,
Life holds so many facets,
this earth is only one,
Just think of her as resting,
from the sorrows and the tears,
In a place of warmth and comfort,
where there are no days or years,
Think how she must be wishing,
that we could know today,
How nothing but our sadness,
can really pass away,
And think of her as living,
in the hearts of those she touched,
For nothing loved is ever lost,
and she was loved so much.

Anon

Serene135 · 16/10/2024 20:51

Ellie56 · 16/10/2024 18:12

My eldest son (my mum's first grandchild) read this out at my mum's funeral:

Her Journey’s Just Begun

Don’t think of her as gone away,
her journey’s just begun,
Life holds so many facets,
this earth is only one,
Just think of her as resting,
from the sorrows and the tears,
In a place of warmth and comfort,
where there are no days or years,
Think how she must be wishing,
that we could know today,
How nothing but our sadness,
can really pass away,
And think of her as living,
in the hearts of those she touched,
For nothing loved is ever lost,
and she was loved so much.

Anon

That’s so lovely, thank you for sharing it. So brave of your son to read it at your mum’s funeral.

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