When Your Only Child Leaves Home

< WHEN YOUR ONLY CHILD LEAVES HOME When your only child leaves home day your life’s, forever changed. Feel as if your entire world forever… been rearranged. Only God could understand emotions try to contain. No way possibly illustrate unbearable grief… and pain. Where once joy and laughter find loneliness and despair. Photographs, all remaining they’ve left, gone…no longer there. From the moment you gave birth knew their heart, you couldn’t keep. Years knew this day was coming many nights…cried self to sleep. “Sons a gift from Jehovah,” learn comes at terrible cost. Sad when have to experience such an… unbearable loss. We long once more, to hold them better memories, chance to make. But they and Jehovah God, know that time’s past…now too late. Barbara Barry-Nishanian July 21, 2018 copyright All rights reserved
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Marcum Wong Avatar
September 21, 2018 at 1:57 AM
The only thing that brings back that joy is when they present you with a grandchild to love. My son gave me a grandson but they live across the ocean, but then my youngest had a daughter I have helped raise and the joy is back in my life, so I understand how you feel. Blessings, Connie
Barry-Nishanian Avatar
September 21, 2018 at 2:13 AM
You are blessed. I feel alone. I am only child, had only child, who wants no child. Not even grand-cat or grand-dog. I have one of each thank God!
Man Avatar
July 21, 2018 at 11:02 PM
Barbara.. such a sad love write!
Barry-Nishanian Avatar
September 21, 2018 at 2:10 AM
Yes i t is. Try to tell young parents cherish time with child, because time flies by so fast.
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