Vandag is dit jou 2de verjaardag by ons Hemelse Vader. Ons verlang nog baie, maar het net die mooiste herinneringe aan ons liefste ma en my kinders se ouma. Ons is baie lief vir jou.
I need to say goodbye although you're with me.
I stand beside your grave, yet you are here.
I miss you terribly and hope you miss me,
But when I turn to you, you're always near.
I talk to you as though you lived within me,
Not changed but simply moved in from outside.
I know each day you must a little leave me,
But here, as always, you must be my guide.
You were and are and will be, just as ever,
In many minds and hearts, not only mine.
No physical event can such love sever;
Death is a dimension, not a line.
And so goodbye does not mean you are gone:
So long as I still love you, you live on.
Today, 1 year ago was my 37th birthday. It was our last day we all spend together as a family. One of my happiest days. I'm 38 today Mom. I believe you look out for me from above, and this morning I realise that this day will not be a sad day for me. I've got my wonderfull husband and 2 children and also other family members still here with me. So much to be gratefull for. I really miss you and will always love you.
Mommy
by Lisa Fisher
As I sat watching by your bed,
A million thought ran through my head.
Of just how much were you aware?
Did you know that I was there?
Could you feel the love I sent,
In whispered word, Or prayer bent?
Upon my cross as I asked God,
To spare your life for my selfish cause?
So that I could tell you just once more,
"I love you Mommy! " as I had before.
And we could chat like days of old,
Over coffee cups all rimmed with gold.
And laugh and joke, or just to share
some small hurt and perhaps a tear.
To talk of the past, or things yet to do.
To sniffle, and sneeze, and say "Bless You! "
All these dreams now hang in shreds,
As I sit here with bowed down head.
And ponder on these sad thoughts.
Just to wonder, "Was it all for naught? "
Gister was dit 9 Maande vandat ons jou verloor het. Ek verlang verskriklik baie na jou Mamma (ook jou kleinkinders) en ons wens jy kon nog 'n tydjie langer deel van ons lewens wees. Ons is baie lief vir jou.
My memory
Corne Groenewald Jun 09, 2011
09 June 2010
Corne Groenewald Jun 09, 2010
My Memory
Corne Groenewald Jun 09, 2009
Memories of You
Corne Groenewald May 28, 2009
your voice, you smile, your touch,
the way you walked, the way you talked,
the way you looked at me, meant so much.
I remember all the words you said to me,
some funny, some kind, some wise,
all of the things you did for me,
I see now with different eyes.
I remember every moment we shared,
seems like only yesterday,
or maybe it was eons ago,
It's really hard to say.
You are gone from me now,
but one they can't take away,
your memory resides inside my heart,
and lights up my darkest days...
Always on my mind
Corne Groenewald Feb 09, 2009
Always on my mind
Corne Groenewald Aug 07, 2008
I stand beside your grave, yet you are here.
I miss you terribly and hope you miss me,
But when I turn to you, you're always near.
I talk to you as though you lived within me,
Not changed but simply moved in from outside.
I know each day you must a little leave me,
But here, as always, you must be my guide.
You were and are and will be, just as ever,
In many minds and hearts, not only mine.
No physical event can such love sever;
Death is a dimension, not a line.
And so goodbye does not mean you are gone:
So long as I still love you, you live on.
One Year today
Corne Groenewald Jun 09, 2008
My Birthday
Corne Groenewald May 27, 2008
For my mom
Corne Groenewald May 19, 2008
by Lisa Fisher
As I sat watching by your bed,
A million thought ran through my head.
Of just how much were you aware?
Did you know that I was there?
Could you feel the love I sent,
In whispered word, Or prayer bent?
Upon my cross as I asked God,
To spare your life for my selfish cause?
So that I could tell you just once more,
"I love you Mommy! " as I had before.
And we could chat like days of old,
Over coffee cups all rimmed with gold.
And laugh and joke, or just to share
some small hurt and perhaps a tear.
To talk of the past, or things yet to do.
To sniffle, and sneeze, and say "Bless You! "
All these dreams now hang in shreds,
As I sit here with bowed down head.
And ponder on these sad thoughts.
Just to wonder, "Was it all for naught? "
Birthday wishes
Corne Groenewald Apr 18, 2008
9 Maande
Corne Groenewald Mar 10, 2008
5 months today
corne Nov 09, 2007