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October 29, 2022
“Parents rarely let go of their children, so children let go of them. 
They move on. They move away. 
The moments that used to define them are covered by 
moments of their own accomplishments. 
It is not until much later, that 
children understand; 
their stories and all their accomplishments, sit atop the stories 
of their mothers and fathers, stones upon stones, 
beneath the water of their lives.” 
Paul Coelho

The looking glass....

March 14, 2021
~ The Looking Glass

When they say I cannot hear you,

sing me lullabies and folk songs,

the ones I sang to you. I will hear them

as an unborn child can hear its mother's music

through the waters of the womb.

When they say I can feel

nothing, press your face

against my forehead, rest your

hand against my cheek. I

will feel them as the woman

at the window feels the wind

outside the glass.

When they say I'm past

all caring, brush my hair

and braid in ribbons. I will

know it as the seashells

on my table know the

rhythms of the sea.

When they tell you

to go home, stay with me

if you can. Deep

inside I will be

weeping.

-- Naomi Halperin Spigle

art | Sandra Bierman

Thankgiving 2019

November 28, 2019
Happy Thanksgiving in Heaven to the family that grew me. You guys are all together now and I hope you will all be here today. ❤
November 23, 2019
When I move to Heaven, 
And leave this world behind,
Pain will leave my body,
And worry will leave my mind.

I shall take nothing with me,
My treasures will stay here.
Things that seem important,
I will no longer hold so dear.

I won't pack any bags,
I will not need them in the sky.
The only accessories in Heaven,
Are wings so we can fly.

So when I move to Heaven,
Please don't cry when I leave,
For I'll finally get to witness,
Everything that I believe.

Written By: 
Suzie Knight
11/09/17

A Mother's love

November 16, 2019
You can shed tears that she is gone,
Or you can smile because she has lived.
You can close your eyes and pray that she will come back, or you can open your eyes and see all she has left. Your heart can be empty because you can't see her, or you can be full of the love you shared. You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday or you can be happy tomorrow because of yesterday. You can remember her only that she is gone Or you can cherish her memory and let it live on. 

Christmas,again

December 25, 2018

SMILE FOR ME THIS CHRISTMAS


Smile for me this Christmas,
It's what I want this year.
This gift would mean so much,
As I'm watching you from Here.

There are no tears in Heaven, 
No ones ever cries.
And Now I know it's true,
That no one really dies.

It's like Christmas every day.
Much different than on earth.
There's peace in every moment,
As we all celebrate His birth.

The only time I see the tears, 
Are when they come from you.
Everything is different,
From my Heaven's point of view.

On earth there's no forever.
Up here there is no end.
And anything is possible,
As I get the gifts you send;

Your thoughts, 
Your words,
And memories...

They all mean so much.
I'm not with you in body,
But my spirit still you touch.

So let me see that smile,
Please whisper you're okay.
The Gift I ask of you,
On this Christmas Day.

Suzie Knight 2015

These are the good old days.....

October 31, 2017

Nine years and the hole that was left in my heart when you died has turned into a steady ache that can bring me to my knees. 

     We spent a lot of time talking about life and death...mostly death, we were kinda morbid that way. We loved imagining what came next and shared in a few real life ghost encounters. I wonder what you're doing now?

     You always said these are the good old days and now I finally get it. You were one funny chick <3 

     Also, when you said life will go on, you were right. But you were wrong when you said it would get easier. I miss you every day.

    Don't you dare cry....that's what you're saying...however, my tears are not for what was, but instead for what never became. You always said someday.....

         I love you Ma xoxo         

Grand Children.......

February 4, 2014

    Mikey and Asa...Misty Dawn...Kevin and Devin...Megan...Kim and Mike...Aly...Johno...Angie...Jenny and Jo...Hailey...Nick and Mel...Christopher...Hannah...Eddie.


    Nanny and I spent hours and hours on the phone talking over the years and she would always have stories about her childhood...I will share them here along the way...One of them was how all through her childhood all she wanted was a cousin. Her friends had many cousins...large french irish families all through Rockdale. But she never had a cousin...her family was divided in silly conflicts and petty disagreements...and sadly that left the cousins not learning the true family connections.  All of you are connected and share roots.   I know Nanny would like to see you all reconnecting..you all have a strong history together and I wish Kathy, Lisa, Tracy and Joey's "issues" would never have touched you beautiful Grand Children  xoxoxoxox 

Memorial Day 2013

May 24, 2013

Every Memorial Day weekend we would head to the nursery to pick out that years flowers...then we dug and planted and raked until our bodies hurt...but it sure looked nice when we were done!!!

       And don't forget her poppies!! I think there were many years we all brought her one although it was usually Joey's task! 

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