I think in my heart I am still waiting for you to walk through that door. And I wait and I wait....you will never come back! Never! Everyday I have to smack myself, I say to myself just wake up from this God awful nightmare! 5 months it hasn' t changed, the aching in my heart, it hasn' t stopped and it never will!
How do you make a mothers heart heal, you can't, it never will! I could light a trillion candles for you, it won' t stop the crying and it won't stop this pain.
Never the same, never like when you were here! What the hell were you thinking? That I wouldn't absolutely die without you here? That my heart wouldn't leave the day I lost my son! If you thought I would be fine then you were really, really just not thinking. If you thought I wouldn't loose my mind....something made you so disconnected from my heart, you couldn't come back!
Everyday you occupy my thoughts. No more what ifs. So what the hell if? Who gives a shit anymore, what if's mean nothing! Don't mean a dam thing now huh? If I don't type to cyber heaven I will be right there with you.
Problem with that is in my thoughts, I wonder where that with you is. If we go to heaven when we take our own life, I guess we have it made huh? If not I guess we would be screwed! I've already been that...April 20, 2013. I invested 17 years of love into a son that took 30 minutes to decide that it was OK to leave me!
Dear God in heaven, what if you hadn't? What if????
Mathew Jacob Riley, May 9, 1996 - April 20, 2013. This is a celebration and remembrance of his life. This is a place where I certainly hope that other mothers will find some hope, some peace. We as a family will never experience life quite the same without our beloved Mathew, but if we can persuade another heart to find hope, than our Mathew will live on forever!
Monday, September 30, 2013
Thinking About You Sweet Boy
Thursday, September 26, 2013
Sadness
The end comes when we no longer talk with ourselves. It is the end of genuine thinking and the beginning of the final loneliness. The remarkable thing is that the cessation of the inner dialogue marks also the end of our concern with the world around us. It is as if we noted the world and think about it only when we have to report it to ourselves.”
-Eric Hoffer
Your Girl Came To Visit You Tonight
She still comes to be there with you baby, just like we do. That dam tree is so awful in one breath and in another so dam comforting, most likely because that was where you took your last breath. I still sit and I still cry and I still get lost there, lost with thoughts of you. I always feel if I am there I am still with you, even though I know you are everywhere not just there.
I love you my darling Mat, my angel and I know in my heart she was just so much in love with you! I would have taken her in a moment into our family. There are a couple I sure wouldn't have said that about but I am really mad that I will never have the chance to have her become a part of our family. The crazies and the control freaks just weren't your style...THANK GOD!!! Your sweet Ashley, I think that was the one for you....obviously huh?
Adoring you always my darling Mat...I won't forget! And I am pretty sure she never will either! Always good memories Bubba, always!
Love tonight from your 2 girls! <3 <3
Friday, September 20, 2013
5 Months in just a few hours..
5 months since I heard your voice.
5 months since I watched you sleep.
5 months since I saw your smile, heard your
laugh. Kissed your face, or held your hand.
5 months since I have heard, I love you mom, I love you
so.
5 months since I saw you alive and it has been the longest 5 months
I have ever experienced as long as I have been alive!
I miss you so much my darling!
Mama
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
Synthetic Pot Suspected in Kidney Failures
Wednesday, September 11, 2013
Mumma
Mumma please don’t mourn for me I’m still here though you don’t see I’m right by your side each night and day and within your heart I long to stay my body is gone but I’m always near I’m everything you feel see or hear my spirit is free but I’ll never depart as long as you keep me alive in your heart.
I’ll never wander out of your sight I’m the brightest star on a summer night I’ll never be beyond your reach I’m the warm moist sand when you’re at the beach I’m the colorful leaves when fall comes around and the pure white snow that blankets the ground I’m the beautiful flowers of which you are so fond the clear cool water in a quiet pond. I’m the first bright blossom you’ll see in the spring the first warm raindrop that April will bring I’m the first ray of light when the sun starts to shine and you’ll see that the face in the moon is mine.
When you start thinking there’s no one to love you you can talk to me through the Lord above you I’ll whisper my answer through the leaves on the trees and you’ll feel my presence in the soft summer breeze. I’m the hot salty tears that flow when you weep and the beautiful dreams that come while you sleep I’m the smile you see on a baby’s face just look for me Mumma I’m every place!
Tuesday, September 10, 2013
Suicide
over these past 20+ years,
I still can’t imagine
not really
(thank God)
what it has been like for many of you,
way,
way,
way,
too many of you
to enter your child’s room
to find him hanging by a rope
or the garage
and find him lying on the floor
or to receive the call
telling you she has shot herself
this time for good
or taken way too many pills
or drinks
or completed (this time) any of the countless other ways that those we love so dearly decide that what is best for all involved is for him or her to end life. On this planet.
Theirs
and then yours.
As you knew it.
I am sorry
I am sorry
I am sorry
a thousand times
I am sorry
and then
a thousand more times
I am sorry.
And that would not be enough.
as much as I wish I could,
but,
with your help,
I can bring you back to life.
I have the tools.
I have the experience.
I have the desire.
right here
in this Healing Circle
where you get to feel all of it.
Every feeling
and every emotion
yearning to be seen, heard and honored.
Reminding you over and over again
that you are not your feelings.
You are so much more than
anger
guilt
regret
humiliation
fear
anxiety
sadness
despair
and all the other feelings and emotions surging through you.
very,
very
core
you are love.
And you are lovable.
And
in the end
(as in the beginning)
love is all there is.
And love heals everything.
I had the privilege
of hearing the Dalai Lama speak in Chicago.
He said, “You Americans have lost hope. It’s why the suicide rate in your country continues to soar. You must be find hope again.”
Today.
Let us be hope for you.
Today.
Until you,
yourself,
are able to be hope,
again,
or for the first time.
September 10, 2013,
World Suicide Prevention Day,
I offer you love
and hope.
Always hope.
Sunday, September 8, 2013
Suicide By Amanda Evans
The power to suppress
The pain and the loss
The tears and the sadness
The grief inside
Lying there
Dormant
Sleep please, oh sleep
The memories suppressed
No power to deal
With the pain that you caused
The gap no one can fill
Your selfish act
Leaves me broken
Afraid to love
Afraid to live
Through suppression I survive
Suicide not only killed you
Copyright © Amanda Evans