tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041834369094012241.post4889735858824435838..comments2023-12-27T09:28:32.621-07:00Comments on Retired English Teacher: April ~ The Cruelest Month?Sally Wesselyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06470453773515491625noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041834369094012241.post-53020437597485876022011-04-18T09:37:58.038-06:002011-04-18T09:37:58.038-06:00Sally,
I am thinking about you, especially. These...Sally,<br />I am thinking about you, especially. These anniversaries really tug at the heart. There is no way to truly mitigate the pain. It does take on other forms as years pass, but the month is indelibly marked. May the flowers brought in April bring you comfort and lighten your soul a bit. I am certain they are a bright as the beauty in your daughter's face.<br />Hugs to you!MsGrayseahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09904170938207154612noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041834369094012241.post-30757399720501245702011-04-15T15:07:41.914-06:002011-04-15T15:07:41.914-06:00Sending you love and light and prayers for peace.Sending you love and light and prayers for peace.Deb Shuckahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03439395710731341021noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041834369094012241.post-63800086598308691062011-04-14T23:07:25.333-06:002011-04-14T23:07:25.333-06:00Sally, my heart goes out to you. The anniversaries...Sally, my heart goes out to you. The anniversaries of loss are so very painful. There are times when one wonders how the daffodils dare grow, how the springtime sky can be so bright, how the world can go on to another spring, without that very special daughter. So many milestones-- Julie's birthday, your last sight of her and her death -- coming all at once. May memories of Julie and the love you shared and the little springtime miracles -- like the blossoms blooming on Julie's tree on her birthday -- as well as the support of your family and friends (including your blogger friends) help to sustain you during this difficult time.Dr. Kathy McCoyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02903015507894951725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041834369094012241.post-8198541628380525612011-04-14T21:41:08.496-06:002011-04-14T21:41:08.496-06:00I never know what to say, and I can't begin to...I never know what to say, and I can't begin to imagine your pain. I have faith that with time you will see daffodils and you will smile and remember the beauty and life of your daughter and your heart will be at peace. Yeah, you gotta have faith...#1Nanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04214011945298439939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041834369094012241.post-1962859265796652972011-04-14T14:44:34.695-06:002011-04-14T14:44:34.695-06:00hugshugsRebeccahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10213055916162799647noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041834369094012241.post-70201664734288745322011-04-14T12:49:20.686-06:002011-04-14T12:49:20.686-06:00April will always remind you of both birth and dea...April will always remind you of both birth and death, Sally. Your loss in the spring of new life is unimaginable and must be hard to bear. I hope your Faith sustains you as you move forward this spring. Hugs to you.Barbhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04984171407726520584noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041834369094012241.post-13470888290666151912011-04-14T05:59:03.448-06:002011-04-14T05:59:03.448-06:00I am so sorry that this time of rebirth brings you...I am so sorry that this time of rebirth brings you such sad memories. It must be hard to take to see others so jubilant about Spring. I hope this painful anniversary that has caused a hiatus in your healing is short lived and will once again resume.<br />You are in our thoughts.Arkansas Pattihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14156004753267665579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041834369094012241.post-2268047707553466582011-04-14T02:49:58.251-06:002011-04-14T02:49:58.251-06:00I'm so sorry, Sally. Please know that we'...I'm so sorry, Sally. Please know that we're all standing there with you and holding you in our hearts. I hope that spring's beauty can also gradually be a healing for you.Kayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07461569436322815787noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041834369094012241.post-57928864294288175802011-04-14T02:05:48.200-06:002011-04-14T02:05:48.200-06:00Oh Sally, The anniversary of the loss of your daug...Oh Sally, The anniversary of the loss of your daughter brings fresh grief. It's fine for poets and theologians to say that there is no death and for us to have faith that it's true, but your arms are empty of your girl and your heart aches as a result. So "It's not enough that April comes like an idiot babbling and strewing flowers." All I can say is that you are not alone and that hearts heal and that memories are sweet.Grandmother Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18169464484379536529noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041834369094012241.post-84385000074183246842011-04-13T21:21:25.704-06:002011-04-13T21:21:25.704-06:00Thank you for your kind words dear blogging friend...Thank you for your kind words dear blogging friends. The intensity of the beauty of April's first blooms is clouded this year by grief. I am comforted by the hope that faith causes to bloom in my heart.Sally Wesselyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06470453773515491625noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041834369094012241.post-5322915538544380622011-04-13T21:06:06.153-06:002011-04-13T21:06:06.153-06:00In our world of intense focus on beauty, so many d...In our world of intense focus on beauty, so many don't look beyond it. That shallow focus leaves such a void. I hope one day you are able to enjoy the daffodils and April.Lyniluhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04742585512852240355noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041834369094012241.post-67314791511302149452011-04-13T20:56:38.059-06:002011-04-13T20:56:38.059-06:00You are processing the grief of a mother's los...You are processing the grief of a mother's loss, Sally. It will get better, but what you are going through cannot be truncated. That pain of seeing new growth and rebirth... I know what you are talking about.<br /><br />I am so sorry for your loss. My heart goes out to you when I read this.DJanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07152183871573797791noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041834369094012241.post-89451441865921519012011-04-13T20:49:12.904-06:002011-04-13T20:49:12.904-06:00I love the last line of your post. Many people wou...I love the last line of your post. Many people would have given up on Faith altogether. I am glad to see that FAith is in full bloom in your heart. Blessings, JoaanneJoannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01701170619308062747noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041834369094012241.post-20357115040061638172011-04-13T20:37:55.226-06:002011-04-13T20:37:55.226-06:00April. It ought to be spring.April. It ought to be spring.Linda Myershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05706455533282204519noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041834369094012241.post-27174199070335754542011-04-13T20:04:35.788-06:002011-04-13T20:04:35.788-06:00Hi There, Yes---Grief is REAL --and it takes over...Hi There, Yes---Grief is REAL --and it takes over our lives for awhile. For you, Spring denotes death instead of new life... In time, you will look at the new growth of Spring --and think of Julie as being part of that new growth instead of being gone from you.<br /><br />We humans are selfish (understandably)--and we miss those gone from us... However, with faith, we know that THEY (Julie) is much better off in that world beyond--than we are here on this earth.<br /><br />IF Julie could talk to you, she would tell you that she is FINE --and she wants you to be fine also, and be able --in time--to celebrate her life.<br /><br />Much Love and Prayers,<br />BetsyBetsy Banks Adamshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16223591156634767330noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041834369094012241.post-91832465833907947602011-04-13T20:01:31.873-06:002011-04-13T20:01:31.873-06:00This reminds me of two poems: Donne's "D...This reminds me of two poems: Donne's "Death Be Not Proud" and Dickinson's "Because I Could Not Stop for Death". No, beauty is simply not enough, is it?KathyAhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12723937251892708482noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041834369094012241.post-60805937860503532882011-04-13T19:53:01.611-06:002011-04-13T19:53:01.611-06:00You and poet Edna have reasons to see cruelty in A...You and poet Edna have reasons to see cruelty in April. It is not so for those of us for whom the month brings only good memories and happy celebrations.<br />Life is something! The living must embrace it. You will too, once again, when this wave of sorrow passes.Linda Reederhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07665601809156707572noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041834369094012241.post-86906555914046568492011-04-13T17:57:50.552-06:002011-04-13T17:57:50.552-06:00We have a dear friend who lives in The Hague and h...We have a dear friend who lives in The Hague and has posted the most fabulous photos of tulips. I told her that her pictures are saving me the cost of an airline ticket to Amsterdam.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041834369094012241.post-494539037320971852011-04-13T16:20:11.875-06:002011-04-13T16:20:11.875-06:00Hugs....so sorry for your pain!Hugs....so sorry for your pain!Trinette McCraryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10653293572514996294noreply@blogger.com