02 November, 2011

For Roy

...my dear, dear son,
forever in my heart.... 
On this day, one year ago, 
you and I spoke on the phone,
both looking forward to you coming here,
and stay 8 weeks for The Holidays. 
Little did we know 
that it was the last time 
we got to talk to each other.

"We are connected,
My child and I, by
An invisible cord
Not seen by the eye.

It's not like the cord
That connects us 'til birth
This cord can't been seen
By any on Earth.

This cord does it's work
Right from the start.
It binds us together
Attached to my heart.

I know that it's there
Though no one can see
The invisible cord
From my child to me.

The strength of this cord
Is hard to describe.
It can't be destroyed
It can't be denied.

It's stronger than any cord
Man could create
It withstands the test
Can hold any weight.

And though you are gone,
Though you're not here with me,
The cord is still there
But no one can see.

It pulls at my heart
I am bruised...I am sore,
But this cord is my lifeline
As never before.

I am thankful that God
Connects us this way
A mother and child
Death can't take it away!"
Author Unknown

For all mothers, 
fathers and children out there, -
don't let one day go by 
without expressing your love 
for one another....


LivM said...

Føler med deg Randi ! Klem!

Pysselfarmor said...

Från mitt hjärta till ditt - kärlek!

From my heart to your heart - love!


mo9ca said...

Klem til deg fra en som er glad i din eldste datter <3


Anonymous said...

Hjertet mitt blør for deg Randi, tenker masse på deg!
Klem fra Ingrid B

Eivor said...

Vakre ord !
Tankene mine har gått til deg mange ganger, selv om vi ikke kjenner hverandre ...

Ninne said...

Mange ekstra varme tanker til deg i disse dager, med en stor varm klem!

Lisa/knitnzu said...

I have been thinking of you recently... this must be why. Big hugs!


Klem fra bøfjerdingen!

Anonymous said...

Jeg føler med deg. Klem.

randi K design said...

Takk for all omtanke.... ! Noen dager er nok litt tøffere enn andre, selv om jeg er tilsynelatende sterk på utsiden.

Linda said...

Flotte ord, når dei tunge tankane er der. Klem