A Piece Of Me

Angie, reading your poem has brought up memories of my own mom. She was like that. Always ready to give a hug, even to someone she had just met.

Remember, this grief will pass and u will keep your mom alive in your mind as u start to rejoice that she is in a much better place. She is not grieving 4 us I think. A sharp blade cuts smoothly and the wound heals quickly. Many pains we experience in life are as from a rusty, jagged knife, causing infection of the soul that doesn't heal easily. We have all gone through those cuts in life. As I grow old I accept many things now that I would not have accepted when I was younger. I am slow to anger, looking at the other side.
As Jesus once said, "Love your neighbor as yourself." Tall order but He said, "All the commandments are wrapped up in this one thing, to love your neighbor as yourself."
God bless Angie.

Thank you to all of you for the beautiful, kind and thoughtful words and thoughts, it truly touches my heart. And thank you for the nomination as well.

And I did enjoy this as well,thank you for that....
http://www.iwrotethisforyou.me/2014/02/the-ambassador-of-bad-things.html

Hugs to you all

This is a wonderfully penned piece, I enjoyed the heart here (not enjoyed... but I hope you understand what I mean considering the nature of this piece). I agree that the simplicity here is wonderfully done. Poetry is a wonderful thing in these kind of situations because it honestly helps grieving pass a little tiny bit smoother and I hope so very much that all else surrounding you is well. I am sorry for your loss though I believe you would enjoy

http://www.iwrotethisforyou.me/2014/02/the-ambassador-of-bad-things.html

Again I wish you well otherwise. Great piece. Very much so well worth the nomination.

Angela,

I write from my heart in this comment, and with tears in my eyes, because I got the blessed honor of meeting your precious Mother. She was so beautiful... with eyes that sparkled just like her daughters... She had a smile that spread warmth across the room and I am honored to have known her... this write grabbed me, because I know her passing has saddened you deeply.. She has her wings, and she is so proud of you, I know she is... I love you and I loved this poem <3

This poem is so touching, and I can really feel your grief here, and justr how much you miss your Mommy, and what a wonderful person she was to all.

I am so glad you decided to write this out, I do miss your writing, and when you let it out, you express it so well in a way others will feel comforted by, when perhaps they cannot express the grief they feel themselves.

Your words really are touching in this one, and although they are simple, and honest, that is what makes it a poem which will hit readers hard.

I hope poetry will be a comfort to you through this time.

But if not..... you still smell.

Hugs, please never stop writing. xx