The truth of your love you left behind,
A treasure, a gift that you hoped I’d soon find;
You helped me to learn and wished that I’d grow,
I never imagined I’d be missing you so;
Life seemed so harsh many years ago,
Now darker than I ever wanted to know;
I’m not sure how to handle this agony and pain,
As I look at your pictures again and again;
A mother’s love is not taken for granted,
For children she prayed for and desperately wanted;
I’m not sure how I can go on living,
But I know you’d tell me to keep on trying.
I think of heaven and I hear your voice,
In my heart and my head where you left a deep void;
I wonder if maybe I’m losing my mind,
Because I’m wishing so hard you hadn’t left me behind;
Celby, Jazzy, my beautiful girls,
My love, my passion, my yearning, my world;
Please tell me you’re still here, right beside me,
And ask God to wrap me in his presence and hide me;
I beg Him some day to heal these misgivings,
So I know I can live in a state of forgiveness.
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When life gets tough, it’s not so easy to see it as a gift. When we are hurt or bad things happen, life seems to be anything but a gift.
This is a world where we come to learn, to grow and to understand. The only way to do these things is by living through good times and bad, in pressure and in happiness. It’s a human perception that moving away from rough things is what we need. And yes, that is what we need, but only after we’ve addressed the issues presented to us.
Life is a test and a testament. A test of whether or not we can get through hardship and a testament as to what we’ve conquered.
This piece I created speaks of the gift of life. Through pain and turmoil we see and learn about meaning in even the littlest things. Life is a gift: of growth, learning, seeking, finding and understanding.