If this is your first time visiting Chandler's page, welcome. This site is very precious to me because it allows me to share Chandler with you. It has been a journey, and even perhaps it even seems as if i am on an enternal rollercoaster. However, I am deeply encouraged by the kind words recieved by those who visit this site, because now you can remember Chandler too. Although Chandler only lived for seventeen days, remembering him goes beyond such his short time. I can't help but wonder what he would have been like, who he would havc grown to be. I often daydream about how would i have managed with two boys, 12 months apart. I wonder how Chandler and his big brother would get alone playing together. I miss Chandler terribly, words can't describe this tremendous void i feel. Yet through this site i can keep his memory alive, never forgetting that he touched my soul and life without him will never be the same.
Loving Chandler,
Tara
Welcome To Chandler's Page
Remembering
Go ahead and mention 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 to heal by releasing the tears that I try to hide.
I'm hurt when you just keep silent,
Pretending he didn't exist.
I'd rather you mention my child,
Knowing that he has been missed.
You asked me how I was doing.
I say "pretty good" or "fine".
But healing is something ongoingI feel it will take a lifetime.
~ Elizabeth Dent ~
Go ahead and mention 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 to heal by releasing the tears that I try to hide.
I'm hurt when you just keep silent,
Pretending he didn't exist.
I'd rather you mention my child,
Knowing that he has been missed.
You asked me how I was doing.
I say "pretty good" or "fine".
But healing is something ongoingI feel it will take a lifetime.
~ Elizabeth Dent ~
Don't ... Author Unknown
Don't tell me "things happen for a reason."
Don't tell me "he's better off."
Don't tell me to "keep busy" and "move on."
Don't tell me that you "know how I feel."
Don't tell me that it was "too hard" for YOU to talk to ME about the death of MY baby boy.
Don't tell me that YOU feel "uncomfortable" looking at his picture or calling me on his birthday.
Don't tell me "to try again."
Don't SAY anything to try to make me feel better.
Hug me,
Listen to me,
Sit quietly with me,
Let me cry,
Cry With me ,
Smile when you look at his picture,
Help me plant a tree in his memory,
Allow me to sit in the rocking chair in the nursery.
Light a candle.
Release a balloon.
Walk with me on my journey.
Remember him forever.
Don't tell me "he's better off."
Don't tell me to "keep busy" and "move on."
Don't tell me that you "know how I feel."
Don't tell me that it was "too hard" for YOU to talk to ME about the death of MY baby boy.
Don't tell me that YOU feel "uncomfortable" looking at his picture or calling me on his birthday.
Don't tell me "to try again."
Don't SAY anything to try to make me feel better.
Hug me,
Listen to me,
Sit quietly with me,
Let me cry,
Cry With me ,
Smile when you look at his picture,
Help me plant a tree in his memory,
Allow me to sit in the rocking chair in the nursery.
Light a candle.
Release a balloon.
Walk with me on my journey.
Remember him forever.
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