Because of you, I love a little more.
Because of you, I take time to give an extra kiss good-bye.
Because of you, I have a new favorite song,
Because of you, there may be dust on the window sill,
and I don’t care.

 

Because of you, I live today,
before I worry about tomorrow.
Because of you, I don’t give up quite as fast.
Because of you, I still believe in rainbows.
Because of you, now I can help or listen more.
Because of you…
~Eileen Wernsman, Loving Arms Newsletter

 

Because of you, I do this work,
Chelsea

 

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The time we have with our loved one is never enough.

Just one more Hi,
Just one more Good-bye,

Just one more moment,
Just one more second.

Just one more hug,
Just one more tug,

Just one more kiss,
Just one more miss.

Just one more flower,
Just one more hour,

Just one more dance,
Just one more chance.

~Alise Ann Heimbecker, granddaughter of Captain Phillip A. Heimbecker, Sr., who was killed in the line of duty on July 11, 1993, printed in Concerns of Police Survivors Newsletter.

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Although it is unthinkable now, a day will come when you wake up and your loved one’s loss will not be your first thought. Your sadness will diminish.

You will smile and laugh when thinking of your loved one. You will know your loved one is still with you at each dawn.

I give you this one thought to keep…

I am with you still – I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow,

I am the diamond glints on snow.

I am the sunlight on ripened grain,

I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the morning hush,

I am the swift, uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled flight.

I am the soft stars that shine at night.

Do not think of me as gone.

 I am with you still – in each new dawn.

~ Native American Blessing

 Your loved one is with you…always,

Chelsea

COPYRIGHT 2012, With Sympathy Gifts and Keepsakes, LLC.

 

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We trust beyond the absence …                          

There is presence.

That beyond the pain

there can be healing.

That beyond the brokenness

there can be wholeness.

That beyond the anger

there may be peace.

That beyond the hurting

there may be foregiveness.

That beyond the silence

There may be the Word.

That beyond the Word

there may be understanding.

That through understanding

there is love.

-author unknown.

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Sympathy poems are a special touch that can be added to any number of gifts allowing you to express your love and support in a unique way.   The grieving process can be a long and difficult one, but the right words or gestures can make all the difference.  Knowing that you needn’t shoulder the burden of pain alone can make that pain so much easier to tolerate.

That’s what makes memorial gifts such a perfect way of reaching out to those who are grieving.  When you can’t find words of your own, they can offer the perfect expression with a pertinent saying or verse.  A simple gesture like that can speak volumes where mere words cannot.  And there are a variety of options available making it that much easier to reach out in your own personal way.

Everything from plaques to music boxes to pieces of jewelry can be inscribed with sympathy poems that touch the heart and strengthen the spirit.  It can be the ideal way to remember a lost loved one and offer comfort and caring for those who are grieving.  Knowing that you took the time to find an appropriate gift can mean more than you even realize.

For some reason, verse can sometimes touch us in a way that ordinary words can’t.  Coupled with a picture or personalized inscription, it can be even more reassuring.  And there are poems that apply to almost every individual situation, from the loss of a child or parent to that of a beloved pet.  No matter how difficult the grieving process, you can make it that much easier with a simple yet beautiful gift.

Sympathy poems can serve as a reminder of a lost loved one, bring encouragement to one who is grieving, or demonstrate that you are with them on the long, hard journey.  And it is that kind of support that can often mean the most.  Just knowing you have a shoulder to lean on or a sympathetic ear to listen can be the greatest comfort of all.

And because they can be given at any time, memorial gifts can also show that your support is lasting.  Many people reach out immediately after a loss when the pain is still very fresh, but the expressions of sympathy dwindle over time.  With a memorial gift, you can make your gesture days or weeks later, when support and love may be even more appreciated.

The grieving process is never easy to approach from either side, but memorial gifts that include sympathy poems can help to ease the burden tremendously.  They can help to lift up those who are grieving when they are at their lowest point and allow them to continue on, knowing that they are being buoyed by the care of others.

If you know someone who is grieving and want to reach out, consider a memorial gift.  It can be the perfect way of expressing your support, your strength and your comfort in the worst of times.  Though it may seem like a simple gesture, it may be the most profound message of all.

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I’m Still Here
Friend, please don’t mourn for me
I’m still here, though you don’t see.
I’m right by your side each night and day
And within your heart I long to stay.

My body is gone but I’m always near.
I’m everything you feel, see or hear.
My spirit is free, but I’ll never depart
As long as you keep me alive in your heart.

I’ll never wander out of your sight-
I’m the brightest star on a summer night.
I’ll never be beyond your reach-
I’m the warm moist sand when you’re at the beach.

I’m the colourful leaves when Autumn’s around
And the pure white snow that blankets the ground.
I’m the beautiful flowers of which you’re so fond,
The clear cool water in a quiet pond.

I’m the first bright blossom you’ll see in the spring,
The first warm raindrop that April will bring.
I’m the first ray of light when the sun starts to shine,
And you’ll see that the face in the moon is mine.

When you start thinking there’s no one to love you,
You can talk to me through the Lord above you.
I’ll whisper my answer through the leaves on the trees,
And you’ll feel my presence in the soft summer breeze.

I’m the hot salty tears that flow when you weep
And the beautiful dreams that come while you sleep.
I’m the smile you see on a baby’s face.
Just look for me, friend, I’m every place!

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I give you this one thought to keep….

I am with you still – I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glints on snow.

I am the sunlight on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the morning hush, I am the swift, uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled flight.

I am the soft stars that shine at night.

Do not think of me as gone.

I am with you still – in each new dawn.



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“Rainbow Babies” is the understanding that the beauty of a rainbow does not negate the ravages of the storm.

When a rainbow appears, it doesn’t mean the storm never happened or that the family is not still dealing with its aftermath.

What it means is that something beautiful and full of light has appeared in the midst of the darkness and clouds.

Loss of Child – Rainbow Baby

Storm clouds may still hover but the rainbow provides a counterbalance of color, energy and hope.

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You’re still here….

I hear your name
It echoes
In the whisper of a breeze

I feel your touch
So softly
In the gentle falling leaves

I sense your grace
It blossoms
In a rose so pearly white

I know your love
It sparkles
In the brightest star at night

 

Source:  Angels of the Heart Facebook Page

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Sometimes when you are grieving you like to talk to others who have been there or to observe those in the middle of grief.  We may do that to gauge how we are doing or see that there is hope and life at the end of the grief tunnel.  

I Measure Every Grief I Meet – Emily Dickenson

I measure every Grief I meet
With narrow, probing, eyes –
I wonder if It weighs like Mine –
Or has an Easier size.
I wonder if They bore it long –
Or did it just begin –
I could not tell the Date of Mine –
It feels so old a pain –
I wonder if it hurts to live –
And if They have to try –
And whether – could They choose between –
It would not be – to die –
I note that Some – gone patient long –
At length, renew their smile –
An imitation of a Light
That has so little Oil –
I wonder if when Years have piled –
Some Thousands – on the Harm –
That hurt them early – such a lapse
Could give them any Balm –
Or would they go on aching still
Through Centuries of Nerve –
Enlightened to a larger Pain –
In Contrast with the Love –
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