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[aid] => Mick
[title] => The Final Phase
[time] => 2002-12-29 18:20:00
[hometext] => Life brings a series of beginings and endings, some endings take longer than others to get over.....
[bodytext] => I look in the mirror and
a tired face looks back at me. I am only a small fragment of who I am yet to be. This year has represented many changes in my life. I became a grandmother the year I became an ex-wife. The sparkle in my eyes is not always there. My thoughts became clouded with so many things to bear. My son chose to move away, as did my only daughter. I find myself at times trying to be both mother and father. Their father seems to of forgotten the role that he once played. I attempted to fix things in the many prayers I have prayed. Hoping someday he would put aside his own self centered needs. Drowning out his sorrows hiding a heart that does not bleed. Maybe he will never really see the damage that was done. In failing to be a role model to his own daughter and son. They need him now more than ever, but he is not always around. Off living a new life and does not seem to care if he is found. I hope someday he realizes how short life can really be. As the lines on my face are evidence of damage done to me. Marriage is suppose to be for life, in both good times and in bad. I have worked so hard in regaining the sense of self I had. I push onward now but feel so tired inside. Spent and worn out from so many tears I have cried. I know God has blessed me in so many brand new ways. New beginnings breaking through the dark and foggy haze. Gaining acceptance seems to be the longest phase of grief. I am finally finding myself breathing deep sighs of relief. Relief in believing so many things wait for me ahead. Proceeding one day at a time to wherever I am led. For I know God never meant to hurt me through such pain. The future brings much promise in his plan for me to obtain. I have learned so many lessons through much of this long phase. For the lessons of my heart I offer so much praise. Praise that he has always been right there my side. I have so much more to offer just waiting deep inside. My broken heart took a long, long time to heal. Until I finally trusted in him by risking to once again feel. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 187 [topic] => 43 [informant] => CrazeeMomma [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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