When a Parent Loses a Child, More than the Heart is Broken
Time does not heal all wounds.
Some wounds run like blood through the course of our lives, tinging everything with an ache only those who share the same wound understand. Life is forever bittersweet, pain laced with joy, the upward turn of the corners of a smile masking, or at least attempting to mask, the soul-ache deep in loss that haunts.
“In my heart, you live forever, with me by my side
In my life, you’re all I ever wanted
My child, my one true love
Without you here, each day that passes
is just another day I must survive.”
Lyrics to “you’re free now child”
all right reserved, Beth Brown
You will always be red roses and white carnations, my love.
You never said I’m leaving
|Dylan Andrew Brown and Emily Syfers, Senior Year, 2009-2010, Mosaic, Columbus, Ohio|