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Bittersweet

Ah, my baby daughter!
You have grown so straight and strong!
I delight in every moment spent,
and cherish every touch.

To watch you sleeping even now
fills my heart with so much peace.
Even though you are all grown up
you are still my baby, innocent and sweet.

There is an empty place
I hope someday will fill.
Your sister's in another place
where anger holds her from us both.

With you I find my hopes have grown
our wounds have begun to heal
Since you have found the strength inside
to forgive the human side of me.

Now we walk together
and hope someday, somehow.
You sister will come back to us
to find forgiveness lives inside.

Until that day comes, sweetheart
I cherish every moment.
And pray with all my heart and soul
for a miracle to complete us all.

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Please pray for my daughter, who has been torn away from us, through circumstances no child should endure.  Pray that someday soon, she finds peace, and forgiveness for her mother, who is all too human.
Written January 22nd, 2005

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  • Julia Kay Endsley
    March 6, 2005
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    Thanks Vickie. I have come so far in the last 10 years, since this nightmare began. Having my youngest back has helped a lot. All things in His time. I have enough love, patience, and open arms to accept the oldest when and if she comes back. No matter what, my door, and my heart will always be open for her, unconditionally.

    Thanks for the encouragement!


  • Vickie J
    March 6, 2005
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    I think that Loualoui put it all in a nutshell. I, too, often think that when they become moms and dads (I had 4) that their eyes will be open wider and they will come to understand a few things better. I wrote a poem about this b/c I was being held in judgement by my son for mistakes I made. Forget the hundreds of good things I did for him, just remember the bad.
    I agree with loualoui that the Lord, who is in the buisness of reconcilation, will restore your relationship and make it more than it has ever been. Bless you!


  • loualoui
    March 6, 2005
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    I shouldn't have read this while I was eating my dinner; the lump in my throat has made it impossible to swallow.
    Needless to say I found this piece extremely moving and so full of love. Time can be a great healer. Sometimes it’s not until we become mothers ourselves that we realise just what a difficult job it is. Often when a woman becomes a mother herself, she realises that her own mother really was doing the very best she could, and that is often the time when the relationship between a mother and her daughter can take on a whole new, deeper meaning.
    I certainly believe in the power of prayer. I’m sure your daughter will return to you.
    A beautiful, heartfelt write!

    ~ Louise


  • Julia Kay Endsley
    March 1, 2005
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    Prayers never hurt, my friend, and I cherish all of them. God has granted me many miracles over the years, and I don't doubt there will be many more before I leave this earth. Thank you so much for adding yours. A prayer from the heart is always heard.

  • black-rainbow
    February 27, 2005
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    I was just going to return the favor of commenting on a poem, as you did on mine "A Lot Like Me" (remember? it was a while back...i'm horrible at keeping up), but you are such a great writer that i'm going to add you to my favorites.
    times must be rough to be able to write such tradgedies but it's an excellent way to vent--kind of theraputic (where is spell check?). i hope things get a lot better for you and your family as soon as possible.
    being a non-prayer, i wouldn't normally do it, but since you asked and your work has moved me so, i shall see what i can do in the prayer department...it can't hurt, can it.

  • sweetbreeze
    February 23, 2005
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    sorry to hear you're going through tough times Julie.
    it must be very hard to be apart of one of your children, the pain must be huge. I do hope that you all be together again, time brings solution for many things, just han in there with that thought.

    SB


  • qnhoneybee
    January 22, 2005
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    This was a beautiful poem and the title fits it perfectly as this does seem so bittersweet. I will definitely keep you and both your daughters in my prayers that you find some resolution to your circumstances and all works out well in the end. As a mother myself I can understand that mother's are not perfect. May God grant you the wish you are asking for!

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