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Magazine
Excerpts - April ~ May 2003 |
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I'll
Always Be A Mother
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There's good news in my life right
now! Mother's Day, for the first time in 6 years, is going
to be easier for me. My daughter, Alison, has been best
friends with Julie for 12 years. The girls are both turning
25 in June, but it's not their birthdays I'm celebrating,
it's James'.
Julie gave birth to James on March 11th. I felt like a
proud, excited, and very clucky nanna! I've always loved
Julie-she is a very special young woman, but I was not
prepared for how much my heart would open to her and baby
James. I held him - he's beautiful - so perfect, so special.
Mother's Day causes me pain because I miss my son, Dylan.
He would be 28 years old now and probably with a wife
and children of his own, and I'd be a 'real' Nanna. But
what I want to share is, how this need to nurture, to
be a mum, doesn't close over when our child dies. I thought
it might.
Every time I hold this new life, I can give something.
Love. What does Love look like? Flowers, books, advice
and reassurances for Mum, Julie. Baby clothes, a soft
toy, kisses and cuddles for James. What do I get in return,
this Mother's Day? Something very special!
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Mariette
Mother of Dylan and Alison
TCF Melbourne, Aust. |
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Re-Unite
While You Meditate |
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If
you've longed to be re-united
With your beloved, loved ones
Who have passed over,
This is possible in a serene setting
In the privacy of your own home,
Through the power, of meditation.
Alone, you and your precious child/sibling/loved
one
Can hold each other, embrace,
And look into their beautiful eyes
once again.
Feel their wonderful presence,
And even, Smell them.....if you try.
How precious, is this experience
Of re-union, through meditation.
To then release them, once again
Knowing you can play this tape
tomorrow and then re-unite
and embrace, once more
And feel the special bond,
you now share for eternity.
We carried them in our wombs
And we share treasured memories, with our loved
ones and loved them, from
our very being.
Now, not even in death can these
bonds be severed. We now have, Continuous bonds.
I have donated this meditation tape
to our TCF Library. I encourage you to borrow
this tape, and record it for your self.
Find a 'quiet alone time.' But, with a box
of tissues, And prepare yourself, for a miraculous,
re-union, with your precious loved ones.
Jan
TCF Volunteer Victoria
Australia
Mother of Lisa 28 (SUDEP)
1997,
only sibling, Sister of Gail 54 (NSW Train Crash)
1999
We are spiritual beings, having a human experience
Contemplate this concept
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The stars come out and darkness reigns,
That's when our tears fall with our pains,
We struggle with our fears and anguish,
Our thoughts of loved ones are to languish.
The whys' and wherefores' of our Son or Daughter,
Why did they leave us like lambs to slaughter?
We are told their deaths
are a gift to us,
But in our pain we cannot see thus,
Maybe one day the fog will clear,
Then we'll understand, today, tomorrow, or in a
year.
But till then we need to sleep and be rested,
Our bodies and minds exhausted and tested.
Thoughts and memories come to us in the dark,
Our souls are stripped naked and stark,
The tears flow like falling rain,
Our minds going like a fast train. Where is the
comfort we all sought,
Our heads are full of pain and thought.
Memories both bad and good,
If only we could sleep, we would,
Finally when sleep came,
Dreams start in like a cruel game.
Please come back my child, my love,
Why is there no answer from heaven above?
Then another day has dawned,
"Life goes on, must get up", we yawned,
Where was the comfort we all sought to find,
The loss and sadness still very real in our mind.
Perhaps when
the day is over and sleep calls,
Maybe we'll find peace, when night falls.
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Ingrid
(Mother of Bradley Glen)
25.12.1973 ~ 21.12.2002 |
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