Its With Me Everyday
First I'd like to suggest you might feel incredibly moved if you read this book... "I Shall Not Hate" written by Dr. Izzeldin Abuelaish. Its a very tragic story but also an inspiring one...
I have copied the following quote from an interview Dr. Izzeldin did regarding the tragic death of his daughters and niece. As a mom who has lost a child I can so identify with these words and I know you will too.
Excerpt from Interview:
AMY GOODMAN: It is two years later. As you listen to this, it brings us all back. It’s painful to even play it for you. Tell us about this day two years ago.
DR. IZZELDIN ABUELAISH: It’s living with me. It’s not two years. It’s every moment. I see it every day. I feel it. I see my daughters speaking with me every day, to talk to me. They are part of me. And that’s what can I say, as long as I am living. As long as I am breathing, they are with me. I will never forget—the opposite. All of the time, I feel, I am determined, those girls, as other girls of the world, that I believe in their potential—they are asking me, "Do more. Bring us justice, and keep our holy souls holy, and fight with wisdom and good words."
(If you can please at least listen to the part of the interview where he speaks those words... I can't tell you how they resound in my soul...
The following is the URL for the whole interview... its quite lengthy but I thought it was worth the time.
http://www.michaelmoore.com/words/must-read/i-shall-not-hate
The things Dr. Izzeldin said kind of echoed this poem... You may have read it before... but things like this are worth reading many times... They so speak what we know all to well.
My Child Died Today
I lost my child today People came to weep and cry as I just sat and stared, dry eyed They struggled to find words to say to try and make the pain go away I walked the floor in disbelief I lost my child today.
I lost my child last month Most of the people went away Some still call and some still stay I wait to wake up from this dream This can't be real, I want to scream Yet everything is locked inside God, help me, I want to die I lost my child last month.
I lost my child last year Now people who had came, have gone I sit and struggle all day long to bear the pain so deep inside And now my friends just question Why? Why does this mother not move on? Just sits and sings the same old song Good heavens, it has been so long I lost my child last year.
Time has not moved on for me The numbness it has disappeared My eyes have now cried many tears I see the look upon your face "She must move on and leave this place" Yet I am trapped right here in time The song’s the same, as is the rhyme I lost my child.........today
--Netta Wilson, written in memory of her daughter Caprice Cara Wilson, who was killed in an auto accident (December 2, 1968 - November 20, 1994). Printed in the newsletter of The Compassionate Friends, Atlanta, May-June 2001
I have copied the following quote from an interview Dr. Izzeldin did regarding the tragic death of his daughters and niece. As a mom who has lost a child I can so identify with these words and I know you will too.
Excerpt from Interview:
AMY GOODMAN: It is two years later. As you listen to this, it brings us all back. It’s painful to even play it for you. Tell us about this day two years ago.
DR. IZZELDIN ABUELAISH: It’s living with me. It’s not two years. It’s every moment. I see it every day. I feel it. I see my daughters speaking with me every day, to talk to me. They are part of me. And that’s what can I say, as long as I am living. As long as I am breathing, they are with me. I will never forget—the opposite. All of the time, I feel, I am determined, those girls, as other girls of the world, that I believe in their potential—they are asking me, "Do more. Bring us justice, and keep our holy souls holy, and fight with wisdom and good words."
(If you can please at least listen to the part of the interview where he speaks those words... I can't tell you how they resound in my soul...
The following is the URL for the whole interview... its quite lengthy but I thought it was worth the time.
http://www.michaelmoore.com/words/must-read/i-shall-not-hate
The things Dr. Izzeldin said kind of echoed this poem... You may have read it before... but things like this are worth reading many times... They so speak what we know all to well.
My Child Died Today
I lost my child today People came to weep and cry as I just sat and stared, dry eyed They struggled to find words to say to try and make the pain go away I walked the floor in disbelief I lost my child today.
I lost my child last month Most of the people went away Some still call and some still stay I wait to wake up from this dream This can't be real, I want to scream Yet everything is locked inside God, help me, I want to die I lost my child last month.
I lost my child last year Now people who had came, have gone I sit and struggle all day long to bear the pain so deep inside And now my friends just question Why? Why does this mother not move on? Just sits and sings the same old song Good heavens, it has been so long I lost my child last year.
Time has not moved on for me The numbness it has disappeared My eyes have now cried many tears I see the look upon your face "She must move on and leave this place" Yet I am trapped right here in time The song’s the same, as is the rhyme I lost my child.........today
--Netta Wilson, written in memory of her daughter Caprice Cara Wilson, who was killed in an auto accident (December 2, 1968 - November 20, 1994). Printed in the newsletter of The Compassionate Friends, Atlanta, May-June 2001
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I am crying, as I read this poem. Just the words, \" I lost my child today\". almost took my breath away. It has only been one year for me, since I lost my child, my only son, Raymond Dean. The pain is getting worse, the shock is wearing off and reality is setting in. Thank God, for you and all the ssters of the heart, here on FMO! Thank you, for this journal!!
((((HUGS))))....Julia