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Is really hard. I posted a while ago about my Grandma (nan) who brought me up since the age of 3 and who was a mother to me. It was her funeral yesterday and I think saying goodbye to her was the most difficut thing I've ever had to do. I loved her so very much and I don't think the pain will ever go away. I just hope that it will become easier as time goes on. I'm back to university tomorrow, heres hoping I cope and don't make an idiot of myself. For those of you that are greiving right now 2 songs I found helped 'Time to Say Goodbye' Kathrine Jenkins and 'Memories' by Within Temptation are getting me though this very hard time and I hope they can help someone else in a simular situation.


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I like to read this when I am hurting.




I’m Free


Don’t grieve for me, for now I’m free,

I’m following the path God laid for me.

I took His hand when I heard him call,

I turned my back and left it all.

I could not stay another day,

to laugh, to love, to work or play;

Tasks left undone must stay that way.

If my parting has left a void,

Then fill it with remembered joy.

A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss,

Ah yes, these things too I will miss.

Be not burdened with times of sorrow,

I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow.

My life’s been full, I’ve savored much.

Good friends, good times, a loved ones touch.

Perhaps my time seemed all too brief,

Don’t lengthen it now with undue grief.

Lift up your hearts and share with me,

I’m with God now, I’ve been set free.

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I just wanted to say I think youre incredibly strong for managing to carry on, going back to uni will hopefully give you a way to keep your mind busy, but make sure you give yourself time to grieve also. Dont expect too much of yourself. Not coping is not making an idiot of yourself, its being human after having gone through something so very hard.


Im sure you have come accross this poem before but even so perhaps reading it will bring you a little comfort:


Do not stand at my grave and weep

I am not there; I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow,

I am the diamond glints on snow,

I am the sun on ripened grain,

I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the morning's hush

I am the swift uplifting rush

Of quiet birds in circling flight.

I am the soft starlight at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry,

I am not there; I did not die.



My thoughts are genuinely with you. xXx

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