Go ahead and mentiom my child. The one that died you know.
Don't worry about hurting me further. The depth of my pain doesn't show.
Don't worry about making me cry. I'm already crying inside.Help me heal by releasing the tears I try to hide.
I'm hurt when you just keep silent. Pretending she didn't exist.
I'd rather you mention my child. Knowing that she has been missed.
You asled me how I was doing. I say "pretty good" or "fine"
But healing is something ongoing. I feel it will take a lifetime.
I got this poem at the POMC conference and wanted to share it with you all. Love, Darien
Dear Darien,I've read that poem before and it always brings me comfort thanks for sharing it again.God bless you and keep you and your family.Thanks .Hugs your way