On the 16th, it will be exactly 1 year since my beloved Bono passed away. Because I fell pregnant only 2 months after I lost him, I feel I didn't get the time I needed to grieve. I was ill during my pregnancy, and so all things centred on the wellbeing of the baby and the impending birth. Now, I have a 4-week-old baby boy who I adore, but I so want to remember my first boy, whose pawprint is still very firmly on my heart.
It's painful knowing its been a year. It seems only yesterday that it was him who was in my arms. I struggle to get my head around this fact, that this time last year I had my beloved Bono, and now I've lost him, and I have a son. But what I wouldn't give to have Bono as well.
This time last year I could never have foreseen what was just about to happen. Bono had been with his cardiologist vet this day last year, and she had told me he was doing well ... And yet 5 days later, he went into heart failure, and in a matter of hours, he died.
I've spent every second with my baby boy since the minute he was born. But I kind of want to be alone on the 16th, just to look through pictures, and to cry ... I long for a good cry. But I never get the chance what with having a newborn baby who constantly demands my undivided attention. Even as I type this short message, he's beginning to cry to be nursed again. And I've only just put him down.
In a way I feel I'd be letting Bono down if I didn't get the chance to spend some time thinking only of him on the 16th.
Because I have a newborn baby, there are always visitors insisting on seeing him, and even in the evening time, when my fiancé comes home from work, and could take my son for a while, I know that visitors will want to come round, and I'll have to spend the evening making tea for them, and being polite and chatting about everything except Bono. I know that if I mention him, they'll do as they always did, and roll their eyes, and glance at each other as if to say 'her thoughts should be just on her son, not on a damn dog', and it's making me angry that I don't even get 1 day, even a few hours to grieve for my lovely Bono, not even on his anniversary.
Am I being overdramatic?
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Am I being overdramatic?
Not to me you're not. I really feel for you. A similar situation occured to me before I lost my two cats last year: my son came out of a totalled car without a scratch in September, we truly felt it was nothing less than a miracle and when I would grieve for my first cat in October then for my closest soulmate cat three weeks later I could not help thinking I should feel so lucky instead but my feelings were real, that loss was real and the two situations were not complementary: you have your grief and your joy at the same time but I agree that you need the time and a place to grieve. Don't expect any understanding to come from outsiders, just try to get alone time and stay in a place where your hours can be spent in meditation about/with Bono. Have a good session, book some more if the need presents itself. The bond between you two can still be experienced if you are alone with Bono. As for your baby boy, it is another treasure that is taking place and you will benefit from it too after a little me and Bono time, so get a reliable sitter for a few hours and escape to Bono for a while. Hugs, this must be so hard but you will come out stronger for it. Bono will help you with all the love you have to give, all the lessons you have to teach and all the joy that will wait for you.
Dear Gillian,
Every time I see that beautiful picture of Bono with his sweet eyes looking out, my heart just melts. I have to tell you that. Cavaliers are one of the most adorable breeds around, and you had a precious example in Bono.
I don't think you're being overdramatic at all. What I do think is that you need to learn to say "no" once in a while to having visitors. It's wonderful to have people take such an interest in your newborn son (congratulations, by the way!), but sweetie -- they can skip a day! It won't kill them. Your son will still be there on the 17th for them to fuss over, and I can tell that you need the 16th more to yourself. And you're absolutely right in that. Bono was special, he was important, and the 16th will be a very hard day, I'm afraid. You'll be in my thoughts and prayers that day.
Can you just tell people you have other plans for the 16th, and that another day would be better for them to come and visit? There's technically no need to even give them a reason, and if they guess it anyway and roll their eyes, let them. There are very nice people in this world who just don't understand this kind of loss. I don't think this can be held against them; they just don't get it. (Though they should certainly do a better job at hiding their disregard! You should never see an eye-roll from them or anything like it.)
So don't be angry, not if you can find a way to make the 16th "off limits". I hope you do find a way, because you need it. Maybe your fiance could take care of the baby, and maybe you could just be with Bono for a while. (He understands, I'm sure, though, how busy you've been, and how you love your baby -- he wouldn't have it any other way!)
And by the way, Gillian -- how anyone could dismiss Bono as "just a damn dog" or the like, with that angelic face and sweet disposition, is beyond me. They don't know what they're missing.
Let's try to pity them, shall we? The poor souls.
-- Michelle K.
Every time I see that beautiful picture of Bono with his sweet eyes looking out, my heart just melts. I have to tell you that. Cavaliers are one of the most adorable breeds around, and you had a precious example in Bono.
I don't think you're being overdramatic at all. What I do think is that you need to learn to say "no" once in a while to having visitors. It's wonderful to have people take such an interest in your newborn son (congratulations, by the way!), but sweetie -- they can skip a day! It won't kill them. Your son will still be there on the 17th for them to fuss over, and I can tell that you need the 16th more to yourself. And you're absolutely right in that. Bono was special, he was important, and the 16th will be a very hard day, I'm afraid. You'll be in my thoughts and prayers that day.
Can you just tell people you have other plans for the 16th, and that another day would be better for them to come and visit? There's technically no need to even give them a reason, and if they guess it anyway and roll their eyes, let them. There are very nice people in this world who just don't understand this kind of loss. I don't think this can be held against them; they just don't get it. (Though they should certainly do a better job at hiding their disregard! You should never see an eye-roll from them or anything like it.)
So don't be angry, not if you can find a way to make the 16th "off limits". I hope you do find a way, because you need it. Maybe your fiance could take care of the baby, and maybe you could just be with Bono for a while. (He understands, I'm sure, though, how busy you've been, and how you love your baby -- he wouldn't have it any other way!)
And by the way, Gillian -- how anyone could dismiss Bono as "just a damn dog" or the like, with that angelic face and sweet disposition, is beyond me. They don't know what they're missing.
Let's try to pity them, shall we? The poor souls.
-- Michelle K.
you are not being overdramtic at all. I went through the same thing, I was 8 months pregnant when my beloved Misty died. Everyone I called ina complete panic was like asking about the baby, not even mentioning Misty when I called people that first week.......
My husband and I bawled in front of the fireplace the night before we had our daughter, as we wished he could have been there with us. Some people even went on to say how great it was died, now we could focus on our daughter exclusively.......
My advice to you is to ignore these people. Of course you love your son and you are taking the best care of him that you can offer, jsut like you did Bono. But you wouldn't be a loving mother if you didn't grieve for the child you lost, your Bono.
Allow yourself this time to grieve, it doesn't mean you don't love your son. We are going through the same thing...my daughter is 8 months and I am enjoying her more everyday, so many fun activities, and so many fun milestones for her..........but it was also this time last year that we noticed that Misty "the boy" was going downhill, and with the change of seasons it's hard, especially to think about last Halloween when he barely ran to the door for the kids........
We bought our daughter a Halloween costume and we are taking her to a few infant/toddler Halloween parties to add some cheer, but like you, it is still in the back of our minds.........you are definitely not unique in your feelings.......
I think the first anniversary is the hardest, because for me I kept tricking myself into thinking if I make it until November 27, he will come home......this has all been a test for us, so to speak......so tha annual anniversary is goign to be tough for us also.
Take time to let yourself feel, ignore those that are insensitive. I hope I've helped in some way.
Down the road, you may want to consider a children's storybook of Bono stories for your son. We plan on doing that for our daughter, and explaining that Misty trained us well for having her, showed us how to love, care, and give all we could. And some his tories are going to make great children's stories!
Bono is watching over your son and is happy for you. I know it!!! Your son is lucky to have Bono looking over him.
Please post back and let us know how you are doing.......we are here to listen and care......
Love, Misty's Mama
My husband and I bawled in front of the fireplace the night before we had our daughter, as we wished he could have been there with us. Some people even went on to say how great it was died, now we could focus on our daughter exclusively.......
My advice to you is to ignore these people. Of course you love your son and you are taking the best care of him that you can offer, jsut like you did Bono. But you wouldn't be a loving mother if you didn't grieve for the child you lost, your Bono.
Allow yourself this time to grieve, it doesn't mean you don't love your son. We are going through the same thing...my daughter is 8 months and I am enjoying her more everyday, so many fun activities, and so many fun milestones for her..........but it was also this time last year that we noticed that Misty "the boy" was going downhill, and with the change of seasons it's hard, especially to think about last Halloween when he barely ran to the door for the kids........
We bought our daughter a Halloween costume and we are taking her to a few infant/toddler Halloween parties to add some cheer, but like you, it is still in the back of our minds.........you are definitely not unique in your feelings.......
I think the first anniversary is the hardest, because for me I kept tricking myself into thinking if I make it until November 27, he will come home......this has all been a test for us, so to speak......so tha annual anniversary is goign to be tough for us also.
Take time to let yourself feel, ignore those that are insensitive. I hope I've helped in some way.
Down the road, you may want to consider a children's storybook of Bono stories for your son. We plan on doing that for our daughter, and explaining that Misty trained us well for having her, showed us how to love, care, and give all we could. And some his tories are going to make great children's stories!
Bono is watching over your son and is happy for you. I know it!!! Your son is lucky to have Bono looking over him.
Please post back and let us know how you are doing.......we are here to listen and care......
Love, Misty's Mama
QUOTE (radgirl @ Oct 10 2007, 12:10 PM)
Down the road, you may want to consider a children's storybook of Bono stories for your son. We plan on doing that for our daughter, and explaining that Misty trained us well for having her, showed us how to love, care, and give all we could. And some his tories are going to make great children's stories!
I never would have thought of doing that, Misty's Mama. What a wonderful idea!
-- Michelle
First of all, thank you all so much for your thoughtful replies. I sat in tears reading them. Of course you all made me feel better. My fiancé is just off the phone to his mother, after telling her we didn't want visitors on the 16th. She got angry, said 'this is the fault of the mother, as usual' (meaning me) and well ... I feel angry and upset at the same time, but your responses calmed me.
It's good to feel empathised with, Radgirl. Thank you. I'm so sorry to hear about your loss (Misty sounds like a good family boy, same as Bono. He loved kids), and of course I'm sorry to hear about everyone's loss. I'm dreading the 16th, at 5:15pm, when I came home from work to find him struggling to breathe, and at 6:40pm, when I left him in an oxygen tank at the vets (what a fool I was) but especially at 8:15pm, when he lost his fight for life ... and he was fighting. He cuddled into me for 30 minutes at home, while we waited for my fiancé to come home from work, and rush us to the vets. And he was in such pain, and even though he was struggling to breathe and his tongue had turned blue for lack of oxygen, he still gave me a kiss and tried to tuck his head into my armpit (he felt secure there from when he was a puppy), ... I'd written this poem the day after he died ...
To my beloved friend, Bono.
I wish I could have been there
The hour that you died,
I wish I could have held you
And rested by your side.
I wish I could have helped you
And been with you that day,
Instead of coming home to find you
Fading fast away.
And how you wheezed and gasped
And shrivelled up in sorrow,
I wrapped my arms around you
Our last day, no tomorrow.
And I sobbed as I cuddled you
And told you ‘Mummy’s here’,
And I whispered to you, talked to you
As your fur soaked up each tear.
And I’m sorry that all I did
Was fret and moan and cry,
And beg you as you suffered
As I willed you ‘Please don’t die’.
And I held you in the car
As we rushed you to the vet,
But part of me already knew
That I was losing my much-loved pet.
And as the vet examined you
You looked into my eyes,
And again I whispered ‘Mummy’s here’
I’m sorry that I lied.
For I left you all alone with them
Even though you needed me so,
And I didn’t kiss your little head
I just let you go.
I’m sure if you could have
You’d have asked me to stay,
And yet I didn’t listen
Instead I turned and walked away.
Selfish beings we humans are
We shrink away and hide,
Yet you have been my special friend
Always by my side
It wasn’t long before you slipped away
Alone, ailing, afraid,
I should have stayed with you
Instead you died, betrayed.
Today I saw your little body
I went to say goodbye,
And I wrapped my arms around you
And I swear I thought I’d die.
I breathed in your lovely scent
And buried my face in your hair,
And told you over and over how sorry I am
That I had not been there.
And as I held your little paw
And stroked your tiny brow,
I felt assured and calm
And I whispered ‘I’m here now’.
There was an assuring comfort
To rest there on your side,
There was a sense of ease
To have you there, consoling me
That you were here, you’d always be
And it’s ok, because your pain is gone
And to be strong, and carry on.
My beloved Bono; this void is immeasurable
Thank you all again for your support. I hadn't been on the site in a while, what with the baby, but I should try to come on more often. Gill. x
It's good to feel empathised with, Radgirl. Thank you. I'm so sorry to hear about your loss (Misty sounds like a good family boy, same as Bono. He loved kids), and of course I'm sorry to hear about everyone's loss. I'm dreading the 16th, at 5:15pm, when I came home from work to find him struggling to breathe, and at 6:40pm, when I left him in an oxygen tank at the vets (what a fool I was) but especially at 8:15pm, when he lost his fight for life ... and he was fighting. He cuddled into me for 30 minutes at home, while we waited for my fiancé to come home from work, and rush us to the vets. And he was in such pain, and even though he was struggling to breathe and his tongue had turned blue for lack of oxygen, he still gave me a kiss and tried to tuck his head into my armpit (he felt secure there from when he was a puppy), ... I'd written this poem the day after he died ...
To my beloved friend, Bono.
I wish I could have been there
The hour that you died,
I wish I could have held you
And rested by your side.
I wish I could have helped you
And been with you that day,
Instead of coming home to find you
Fading fast away.
And how you wheezed and gasped
And shrivelled up in sorrow,
I wrapped my arms around you
Our last day, no tomorrow.
And I sobbed as I cuddled you
And told you ‘Mummy’s here’,
And I whispered to you, talked to you
As your fur soaked up each tear.
And I’m sorry that all I did
Was fret and moan and cry,
And beg you as you suffered
As I willed you ‘Please don’t die’.
And I held you in the car
As we rushed you to the vet,
But part of me already knew
That I was losing my much-loved pet.
And as the vet examined you
You looked into my eyes,
And again I whispered ‘Mummy’s here’
I’m sorry that I lied.
For I left you all alone with them
Even though you needed me so,
And I didn’t kiss your little head
I just let you go.
I’m sure if you could have
You’d have asked me to stay,
And yet I didn’t listen
Instead I turned and walked away.
Selfish beings we humans are
We shrink away and hide,
Yet you have been my special friend
Always by my side
It wasn’t long before you slipped away
Alone, ailing, afraid,
I should have stayed with you
Instead you died, betrayed.
Today I saw your little body
I went to say goodbye,
And I wrapped my arms around you
And I swear I thought I’d die.
I breathed in your lovely scent
And buried my face in your hair,
And told you over and over how sorry I am
That I had not been there.
And as I held your little paw
And stroked your tiny brow,
I felt assured and calm
And I whispered ‘I’m here now’.
There was an assuring comfort
To rest there on your side,
There was a sense of ease
To have you there, consoling me
That you were here, you’d always be
And it’s ok, because your pain is gone
And to be strong, and carry on.
My beloved Bono; this void is immeasurable
Thank you all again for your support. I hadn't been on the site in a while, what with the baby, but I should try to come on more often. Gill. x
Hi, Gillian --
I love the poem you wrote. I went out on In-Memory-Of-Pets yesterday and read it (I clicked on the link at the bottom of your first post), and cried all the way through it.
I'm glad you have the full support of your fiance, which is just as is should be.
God bless you all, and of course Bono, too.
-- Michelle
I love the poem you wrote. I went out on In-Memory-Of-Pets yesterday and read it (I clicked on the link at the bottom of your first post), and cried all the way through it.
I'm glad you have the full support of your fiance, which is just as is should be.
God bless you all, and of course Bono, too.
-- Michelle
QUOTE (gillian @ Oct 10 2007, 05:39 PM)
'this is the fault of the mother, as usual' (meaning me)
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And Gillian (trying to make you smile a little), it's ALWAYS "the mother's fault" -- any shrink worth $200 an hour will tell you that!
-- Michelle K.
Hi Gillion, Let me start by saying congrats on your new baby boy! I think the best gift that you could give Bono one his one year is to not mourn his death but to celebrate your new found happiness with your baby boy. Bono could be watching you right now saying good my Mommy is happy. He would want you to be happy. After all it was he who taught you how to love unconditionally, he would be proud. I know you just want to cry your heart out but time and cir%%stances won't allow you to. So if that is the case why don't you mourn him in a different way. I bet you and your new boy would love to hear a story of rememberence. Once upon a time there lived a beautiful, dignified, dog named Bono. He was Mommies first son before you came along. He was ect.. ect... Take care Gillian keep us posted it is nice to see you around again. k9pal P.S. My God, Your poem made me cry. I'm so sorry your carrying around all that guilt. I'm here for you if needed
Hang in there! I don't think you are overdramatic at all and understand what you are going through perfectly. I was 7 months pregnant when I found out that Babe's cancer had come back with a vengeance. At that time they gave her weeks to 4-6 months to live. I remember during labor when they told me that I was going to have to have a c-section, I started crying because that was going to take me away from Babe for a few days and I was so worried about her. Bless her heart - she made it until 9/29/07.
Sheri
Sheri
Hey there,
Still thinking of you, hope everyone's support here has helped. I will be thinking of you next week........please know we're here to help...........
Hugs, Misty's Mama
Still thinking of you, hope everyone's support here has helped. I will be thinking of you next week........please know we're here to help...........
Hugs, Misty's Mama
Hi Gillian,
So sorry for your torn feelings, but they are completely understood, I remember when we lost my boy on Christmas morning, I actually had to do "christmas" for my daughter, can you imagine, she was only 7 at the time so didn't really fully understand, so I spent alot of time wailing into a towel in the bathroom, feeling like I didn't have me time for my grief, I think your poem is beautiful, and a great place to honor your little beautiful pal, Bono, my heart breaks for your loss, this is the best place to share your feelings, come here often and share, I'd love to see more pictures of the Bono, he is so sweet, take care, and definitely say no to visitors...that happens anyway, I remember when my daughter was born, my Mom came for two weeks, then my mother in law came for two weeks, all at once, all I wanted was some time for myself with my new baby, people just don't understand, and well you have to put your foot down sometimes, and who cares what they think even if its the mother in law, they can be the worst
anyway, I am rambling, I just wanted to say I can understand, just make time for yourself, and its hard with a new baby, but important to do it...Best wishes, Peace and Love, Tory, Hrudey and Frank's Momma
So sorry for your torn feelings, but they are completely understood, I remember when we lost my boy on Christmas morning, I actually had to do "christmas" for my daughter, can you imagine, she was only 7 at the time so didn't really fully understand, so I spent alot of time wailing into a towel in the bathroom, feeling like I didn't have me time for my grief, I think your poem is beautiful, and a great place to honor your little beautiful pal, Bono, my heart breaks for your loss, this is the best place to share your feelings, come here often and share, I'd love to see more pictures of the Bono, he is so sweet, take care, and definitely say no to visitors...that happens anyway, I remember when my daughter was born, my Mom came for two weeks, then my mother in law came for two weeks, all at once, all I wanted was some time for myself with my new baby, people just don't understand, and well you have to put your foot down sometimes, and who cares what they think even if its the mother in law, they can be the worst
anyway, I am rambling, I just wanted to say I can understand, just make time for yourself, and its hard with a new baby, but important to do it...Best wishes, Peace and Love, Tory, Hrudey and Frank's Momma
dear gillian
bono will always be in our hearts
because of your alltime-love
and the internet
and your heart-touching poem
i will always love my boycat, too,
but i will never find so beautifull words,
thank you, eva
bono will always be in our hearts
because of your alltime-love
and the internet
and your heart-touching poem
i will always love my boycat, too,
but i will never find so beautifull words,
thank you, eva
Oh,Gillian,you are not being overdramatic..............I totally understand how your feeling right now, I,too,am faced with the one year anniversary of the passing of my boy Sox.He passed away one year ago on Oct. 13th (that's today) from feline diabetes and kidney failure.I am so depressed just as you are because I don't feel like I really dealt with his passsing as much as I should have.I miss him so much and I've been thinking about him all day.This time last year we had just come home from the vets and I was so upset.I will never forget how I felt that day nor will I ever forget him either.Just because you were given the gift of your new baby boy doesn't mean you have to stop thinking about Bono or that you have to stop missing him.People who don't understand,well,that's their problem not yours so just tell them your not up to having guests and leave it at that.If they don't understand,who cares? We understand how your feeling because we've all been right where you are.The only thing that will help all of us is more time,plain and simple/Your in my thoughts tonight and I hope things get better for you soon.Sincerely,Renee (Sox's Mom)
Dear Gillian,
I am new here. I am grieving the loss of my Annie, our little black kitty I have just read your poem to your puppy for the first time this evening and I am shedding tears like rain. Your words describe my feelings tonight having lost Annie last Wednesday morning. Do not lose that poem. Keep it always. Print a thousand copies. It is a masterpiece of love. How did you put my heartbreak into words. I hope that you come back to read this post. I have never, ever, read such a beautiful tell-tale work! I thank you!
annie's grieving mommy
I am new here. I am grieving the loss of my Annie, our little black kitty I have just read your poem to your puppy for the first time this evening and I am shedding tears like rain. Your words describe my feelings tonight having lost Annie last Wednesday morning. Do not lose that poem. Keep it always. Print a thousand copies. It is a masterpiece of love. How did you put my heartbreak into words. I hope that you come back to read this post. I have never, ever, read such a beautiful tell-tale work! I thank you!
annie's grieving mommy
Annie's Mommy,
I've just signed in after not being on this site in a month or so. Thank you for your reply, and I'm so so sorry to hear about your beloved Annie. What a terrible time to lose your girl - Christmas. Bonos been gone 15 months ... God even writing that makes me shiver. Has it really been that long since I lost my beautiful boy? I swear it seems like yesterday. These first few months will be the hardest for you ... but I'm not sure time ever heals the pain. It hasn't for me, and I'm glad it hasn't. I want Bono to be a permanent fixture on my heart, even though it makes it so heavy ... Please post a picture of Annie. I have a beautiful black cat too. She was Bono's little friend. I hope you're coping. x
I've just signed in after not being on this site in a month or so. Thank you for your reply, and I'm so so sorry to hear about your beloved Annie. What a terrible time to lose your girl - Christmas. Bonos been gone 15 months ... God even writing that makes me shiver. Has it really been that long since I lost my beautiful boy? I swear it seems like yesterday. These first few months will be the hardest for you ... but I'm not sure time ever heals the pain. It hasn't for me, and I'm glad it hasn't. I want Bono to be a permanent fixture on my heart, even though it makes it so heavy ... Please post a picture of Annie. I have a beautiful black cat too. She was Bono's little friend. I hope you're coping. x
Your story tuched my heart very deeply. Sometimes it is difficult for those who have not experienced a bond with a pet who happens to be a child covered in fur to understand. Luckily my husband felt as deeply about my Goliath as I did and often we cry together. Golath only left this earth 2 months ago and I have fallen into a deep depression that I pray numerous times a day about. One of the things that has helped me is that I write letters to Goliath and I do thank God each day for letting me have him in my arms as my baby chihuahua passed on looking in my eyes. He also died very suddenly from a very rare lethal vagal episode. Most people and pets who encounter a vagal episode faint and revive fairly quickly. On rare occasions they don't revive which just devastated me as I was home alone recovering from surgery and it was at night. Your poem was beautiful and I would like to share with you my first letter to Goliath.
The angels sang
January twentyfifth nineteen hundred ninety seven
When God's own hand
Sent you to me straight from heaven
Thank you Goliath
For all you gave to me
Your unselfish love
And your company
You filled my days
With complete happiness and joy
Yes Goliath
You were always such a special good boy
We were joined by our hearts
From the day we met
You were so much more to me than
Than just my pet
You left this earth
November sixth two thousand seven
And went to live with our Lord and Savior
In heaven
Though you came to me
By God's own hand
He took you home to live
With Him again
You were only sent
For me to borrow
And your absence leaves me
With such great sorrow
And even though
We are apart
You will forever
Remain in my heart
One thing I know
With certainty
Is that we'll reunite
In eternity
But until then
You'll remain in my heart
My forever
Best friend
Sleep well
My precious angel
I will love you til
The day after forever
The angels sang
January twentyfifth nineteen hundred ninety seven
When God's own hand
Sent you to me straight from heaven
Thank you Goliath
For all you gave to me
Your unselfish love
And your company
You filled my days
With complete happiness and joy
Yes Goliath
You were always such a special good boy
We were joined by our hearts
From the day we met
You were so much more to me than
Than just my pet
You left this earth
November sixth two thousand seven
And went to live with our Lord and Savior
In heaven
Though you came to me
By God's own hand
He took you home to live
With Him again
You were only sent
For me to borrow
And your absence leaves me
With such great sorrow
And even though
We are apart
You will forever
Remain in my heart
One thing I know
With certainty
Is that we'll reunite
In eternity
But until then
You'll remain in my heart
My forever
Best friend
Sleep well
My precious angel
I will love you til
The day after forever
Jillian,
So sorry about Bono. I know that he was a great loss. Your beautiful, poignant poem shares a lot about you and your capacity to love. You are a very loving person. Please take all the time you need to mourn. You need that time. Do not worry about "other" people and their own issues. Do what you need. You will feel better. The fact that you are here is saying that you are now ready to take the time you need to mourn and heal. You are right where you need to be. You did exactly what you needed to do and put your baby first and now you can take the time. By the way, congratulations on your son. I have a six year old and remember the first year. It's a whirlwind. Keep writing back to us and let us know how you are doing. The more you write and get your feelings out the better you will feel. I'm so impressed with your poem.
Bonny's Mom
So sorry about Bono. I know that he was a great loss. Your beautiful, poignant poem shares a lot about you and your capacity to love. You are a very loving person. Please take all the time you need to mourn. You need that time. Do not worry about "other" people and their own issues. Do what you need. You will feel better. The fact that you are here is saying that you are now ready to take the time you need to mourn and heal. You are right where you need to be. You did exactly what you needed to do and put your baby first and now you can take the time. By the way, congratulations on your son. I have a six year old and remember the first year. It's a whirlwind. Keep writing back to us and let us know how you are doing. The more you write and get your feelings out the better you will feel. I'm so impressed with your poem.
Bonny's Mom
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