Janey, I'm feelin' you......
I drive by the courthouse, where I lost custody of my children, every day, when I go to work.
Nope, hasn't quit hurting yet - the building itself houses my most troubled memory:
I remember walking those hallways to leave that morning, wailing and crying pitifully - loudly, as in old testament style - the sheer mourning of my loss.......uncaring that anyone heard my agony.
Empty, at rock-bottom, and alone, with no one to hold me......or to comfort me.
That building holds that memory for me.....
and it never stops rewinding that piece of tape.
Some people can't fathom that kind of hurt until they've lived it......that there's nothing more painful than losing your child.
Much love to your big and gracious heart - I'll take you as is, pain and all, and consider myself incredibly blessed to have found a kindred spirit.
You mean alot to me because you're always putting into words what it hurts too much to express. Your trials have been used for
good things, and that's
something worth remembering on the days when the past pain tries to undo the progress!
- Bet you never dreamed what a ripple your finger could make in the dark pond of someone's heart -
Rock on,
GA Songbird
__________________
"There's a sign on the wall
but she wants to be sure
'Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings
In a tree by the brook
There's a Songbird who sings,
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven"
-from Stairway to Heaven, Page/Plant- 1971
GA Songbird - Victoria Lynn
b. July 2, 1967 Savannah, Georgia