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They don’t want to talk about it
so I learned not to talk about it
after all, why would they
want to hear it
want to discuss it
After all, they have daughters
After all, they have sons
and grandsons
and granddaughters 
of their own…

Like a phantom limb:
A leg ripped loose
or an arm
or a heart...
One knows
it is gone
yet it still aches
long after

On disability
One of THOSE
who has loved
loved and lost
a child…

They don’t want to talk about
so I learned not to talk about it…

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Date: 6/18/2015 7:49:00 PM
I would like to say I know this feeling, 'tho I can't lay claim, only by God's good grace,.however, I loved my son-in-law as my own, & feel the void in the little things, the daily emails that never come,the special junk food tucked away in the cupboard meant just for him.It is a stabbing moment each time.I am moved by this poignant poem, so sorry that you must talk to the wall, instead of to someone who understands. As I said, I don't own this pain..it is not mine to own..but I understand it.
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Date: 6/17/2015 9:25:00 AM
poignant and beautifully written, tim! i have personal experience with disability and you've captured this very well (although, fortunately, i do have friends who are open to hearing about it).
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Date: 6/16/2015 2:22:00 PM
A heartbreaking write Tim - I know it can be very difficult for people to talk about someone who has died for fear of upsetting the relatives - but the pain of not talking about them can be even more hurtful:-( hugs jan xx 7 x
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Date: 6/16/2015 2:07:00 PM
I was told once that every time we retell a story another piece of us becomes whole again, talk on write on share on, I'm here a soup away, love xxx
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Date: 6/16/2015 2:23:00 PM
I know where you're coming from dear lady...True friends with kind hearts like yours of course LISTEN...SO sorry to hear about your best friend's loss and when you see her, please give her my regards...
Date: 6/16/2015 2:06:00 PM
At times we need to talk about it, at times we need to keep silence, both are needed during the healing process, a true friend listens no matter how much time has gone by, my best friend lost her daughter at 18 years of age, 8 years later I still ask, how are you doing, and the sharing is not as intense but it is there, I do understand, not totally but enough to empathize, sending my love dear man xxx
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