Feeling Empty

All we needed was each other to face anything. My friend, confidant and lover. My husband and greatest love. You left me all to soon. Leaving me empty forcing me to dig deep for the reserve of our strength.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Love seem never to be fair. People, we loved. Lost too soon. Powerful and worthwhile thoughts shared dear Cherrie.
Coyote

[Ken Simm.]

Ah too many of us know this loss. But sometimes it is where are art is birthed. My sincere condolescences.

[Cherrie Palmer]

Thank you Ken and yes I guess art springs forth from a broken-hearted. The highs and lows of the soul yield to words of need.

[Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn..]

Cherrie,

Having lost my wife of 49 years, two years ago, this coming January, I can and do relate to all which you express within the heart felt Poem.

Marve

[Cherrie Palmer]

Thank you Marve. I know responding to this poem wasn't easy for you. And I thank you for your heartfelt response.

[Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn de Graham]

Cherrie,

I would like to say that it is getting easier. No the hell I don't! Because, I never want to forget her, or cease missing her, ever of never! But, I am learning, as best as I can, to live and go on without her here with me. I have a Doctor friend who lost his wife 6 years ago. I asked him if it ever gets any better. He stated, flat out and without any hesitation, NO!!! And turned around and walked away. So, those fools who believe that damn fool who said that time heals all wounds, are idiots, and that fool who uttered those words never lost someone who was the very reason for living in the first place. My wife was the light and love of my life, though I failed so miserably, while she was alive, to tell her so. Hindsight is a B***h (no gender inferred).

I am very sorry to hear of your loss, and hope that you do glean that I can and do empathize with your pain and feeling of loss that shall never alleviate, nor fade away, for as long as you do remember, reminisce upon how much you loved him, as I did love my wife. All I can say is this: Live in his honor, in preserving his memory, in keeping your memories of you and he alive and burning forever brightly, and, perhaps, that as doing so within your gift of Poetry.

The light of true love never dies, though the flame may flicker out appear to go out.

Marve

[Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn de Graham]

I meant to say: The light of true love never dies, though the flame may flicker and appear to go out. The heart of the candle is always wax that remains warm once love is born.

[Cherrie Palmer]

Yes true love outlives the body and clings to the soul.

[Betty Hermelee]

my thoughts are with you Cherrie, we will all impart our strength to you as you recover from a very sad event... condolences....
Warmly, B

[Cherrie Palmer]

Thank you Betty
I feel alittle bit like myself today. Instead of a empty weight I must drag along. Even though I did cry today at the copier for no apparent reason. I shook it off pretty quickly and I'll do it again tomorrow.

[Betty Hermelee]

Dear Cherrie
Don’t feel badly about crying….cry as much as you wish…. It releases emotions and grieving…. I know you will feel better. Soon, when you are ready
Warmly,
B

[heavenscentgirl1]

MY THOUGHTS AND PRAYERS ARE WITH YOU AND YOUR FAMILY SHERRIE ~ KEEP THE FAITH AND KNOW HE WILL ALWAYS BE WATCHING OVER YOU AND YOU HAVE MEMORIES TO CARRY WITH YOU. 😇🙏🙏🙏

[Cherrie Palmer]

Yes. I too believe he is waiting on me in Heaven. So, my heart is not without hope. I trust in our Heavenly Father to watch over me and lead me. However my emotions are still overwhelmed.
Thank you for your encouragement.

[Kane Hagwood]

I don't have the words to even begin to express my condolences properly. Although I know I'm a stranger on the internet, the pain in your words is very real. But so is the strength you two have. I come from a belief that our loved ones may pass, but they never really leave. You carry with you his love. There is nothing I could say to take away that loss, but I believe he still loves you very much.

May there be hope upon the horizon.

[Cherrie Palmer]

Thank you, Kane. I appreciate your encouragement.

[W. Barrett Munn]

A remarkable introspective at such a difficult time. Condolences don’t feel like enough but that is all I can offer.

Winston

[Cherrie Palmer]

Thank you Winston

[Ken e Bujold]

My condolences. And praise. From sorrow comes an amazing work of poetic muscle flexing to the deepest depths of human emotion.

Ken

[emmajoygreen]

Sending you love, sending you hope. sending a promise to be here when, if - you need a friend.
(Dear Cherrie)

Am trying to call into the Cafe as often as can for now, so, message if you need to, please.

[Cherrie Palmer]

You are a true treasure.

[emmajoygreen]

Back to leave your a hug, dear friend. (Cherrie)

[Richard🖌]

Aw goodness-ME, Sweet Cherrie 🌾

My heart feels your own in this milestone travail in your life, M'Dear … but remember, and gain great comfort in your days ahead in knowing that, for every tactile sense of loss, there'll remain and grow sweet memories to comfort each grief-filled moment.
In addition, if nowhere else, never forget the many here who love you and will wrap our arms around you in your time of need now and in your days ahead … you need but reach out anytime, often as desired ⁓ never hesitate.
Cherrie,
Here's something that may gift a touch of comfort, as it did for me when composing it during my own poignant hours:

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"ON LIFE and DEATH"
~ stepping into eternity ~

"From the unknown we come, to the unknown we return,
endlessly brilliant flashes in the infinitely ethereal."

... THE SUN ...
setting at one point, rises at another.
Every moment in its motion
is an eternal, uninterrupted rising and setting.

For, as the sun
rises in its setting and sets in its rising,

... so is Life and Death ...

We die when we are born
and
are born when we die.

Death⁓Sunrise⁓Birth⁓Sunset

ALL THIS....

is but the thoughts~dreams~fears
of the
Blind and Sleeping;
for, all Life
is a death beginning,

and all Death
is a life continuing,
neither apart, one from the other.


Richard W. Jenkins
©2013

In contemplation to the "impossibility"
of coming from nowhere and going to nowhere
~ with no source and no destination ~
this realization brings great comfort
from the loss of those who have left us
...that...
there has to be a somewhere else for Them ~ for Us.

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Such a wondrously beautiful wedding picture makes one's soul sing ever-so softly.
Bless your lovely heart, Dear Cherrie ⁓ Richard 🍂

[Cherrie Palmer]

Thank you Richard. I traveled to Tulsa yesterday to the FOP Lodge for his memorial service. Which was incredibly difficult and rewarding as our friends and family shared stories with each other.
As always I appreciate your friendship. Thank you

[Richard🖌]

Nothing's more honorable that a man serves his fellow humans … I wish to thank Matt for his years of service in the Fraternal Order Of Police in Oklahoma.
If He loved You and You loved Him, I know Matt was, indeed, a very special man.🌟

[heavenscentgirl1]

RICHARD, THESE ARE BEAUTIFUL HEARTFELT WORDS SHARED BETWEEN AND FOR LONG TERM FRIENDS. MY CONDOLENCES HUGS AND BLESSINGS MY FRIEND. 😇 HSG. 🙏

[Cherrie Palmer]

Thank you Richard. I always felt we were blessed. We were the perfect blending of being alike and almost alike. :) like a poem that deviates from a rhyme to a slant rhyme. I'm heartbroken and alittle numb.

[Richard🖌]

I hear you, Cherrie 🙏
So very well, completely understood, beautifully put, and honestly shared.

Bless your dear, tender heart 🥀