Sunday, May 29, 2016

Sunday's Sorrow - Honoring Fathers Grieving Loss of Child - Part One







There is a sacredness in tears. 
They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. 
They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. 
They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, 
of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love. 

~Washington Irving





Sunday's Sorrow

Honoring Fathers Grieving Loss of Child

Part One













Those who think
there is a
TIME LIMIT
when
GRIEVING

Have
NEVER
Lost a piece
of their
HEART




~~~~~






Grieving people are fighting
the most aching fight of their lives.
Stand with them.
Be with them.
Love them in your willingness to admit
that you don't know the answers.
Your presence contains more love
than any answer ever will…

~Tim Lawrence




~~~~~





"I'm...

Fine"


(Anxious, Scared, Sad; 
Hurting, Drained Hopeless;
Lonely, Dysfunctional, Weary;
Apathetic, Exhausted, Lost, Stressed;)


I wish you would 

Read between the lines.




~~~~~





You are most helpful
when you stand with
me, without
changing it, without
making assumptions.
It is okay to not have 
any answers.

~Megan Devine
www.refugeingrief.com
facebook.com/refugeingrief




~~~~~





Nothing will ever be the same.
Your life has been forever changed.
Grief is uncovering what that
change is and how to deal with it.

~Benjamin Allen




~~~~~





The ground beneath us
that collects us is too
sacred and when I enter
another's life I know to
take off my shoes for I
am on holy ground.

We are on holy ground,
the sacredness of
sorrow's healing ground.

~Benjamin Allen




~~~~~





The answer to the mystery of
existence is the love you shared 
sometimes so imperfectly and
when the loss wakes you to the
deeper beauty of it, to the
sanctity of it, you can't get off
your knees for a long time.

You're driven to your knees not by
the weight of the loss but by
gratitude for what preceded the 
loss. And the ache is always there,
but one day not the emptiness."

~Dean Koontz




~~~~~





It is within my darkest moments where I 
have found myself without words to 
describe the most brilliant presence of
love. In the heights of my joy and the
depths of my sorrow I have come to
believe that there is only love. No matter
where I go, how I feel or what I
question, I have found this presence
waiting, waiting to love me, waiting to love.

~Benjamin Allen









Title Picture:
~FarSideOfTheRainbow



2nd Picture:
~Grieving Fathers

3rd Picture:
~Grieving Fathers
https://www.facebook.com/131616930235995/photos/a.131661973564824.24127.131616930235995/1065748773489468/?type=3&theater

4th Picture:
~GriefDiaries
https://www.facebook.com/GriefDiaries/photos/a.306861159476121.1073741828.298729270289310/553268601502041/?type=3&theater

5th Picture:
~TheAfterloss.com (Tim Lawrence)

6th Picture:
~TheAfterloss.com (Benjamin Allen)
https://www.facebook.com/TheAfterloss/photos/pb.447234425404141.-2207520000.1464042767./858083234319256/?type=3&theater

7th Picture:
~TheAfterloss.com (Benjamin Allen)
https://www.facebook.com/TheAfterloss/photos/pb.447234425404141.-2207520000.1464042767./860097287451184/?type=3&theater

8th Picture:
~TheAfterloss.com (Dean Koontz)


https://www.facebook.com/TheAfterloss/photos/pb.447234425404141.-2207520000.1464042767./860098970784349/?type=3&theater

9th Picture
~TheAfterloss.com (Benjamin Allen)

https://www.facebook.com/TheAfterloss/photos/pb.447234425404141.-2207520000.1464042767./860101534117426/?type=3&theater




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