For one, I love...

Re:For one, I love... (sandra67)

Sun, 11 Oct 2009 17:09:51 GMT

For Wanda and all who love her
with love...
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Re:For one, I love... (lilsparrow)

Tue, 06 Oct 2009 07:19:51 GMT

I too,
am grateful that Wanda is improved today . . .
if Betty doesn't mind,
I will repeat her beautiful and heartfelt words here . . .

"With much love and prayers for you both as you feel the heaviness of heart hurt inside.
May you gently, tenderly be wrapped in the Divine beauty of nature, knowing that eye has not seen, nor ear hear nor is it even possible to enter the mind of humankind, the glorious home that awaits us."

Be comforted,
dear Isabella
with love . . .
sparrow

Re:For one, I love... (Imenuff)

Mon, 05 Oct 2009 23:00:01 GMT

My Dearest Isabella,

I am so sorry about Wanda. I often times do not get the time to go through all the posts and
first now realize what this means to you.

As I read your beautiful words, my heart ached inside for you. Such beautiful words, I could almost see you sitting beside her bed stroking her hair and her hand with all those memories
flooding back to you of the little girl who was looked after by this very special woman.

All those fond gifts of care, concern and understanding flooding back that this woman who once seemed so tall gave to that once small little girl. Now the little girl has grown and the woman has gotten so small and frail. There was an ache inside as your words brought me to Wanda's bedside with you in the midst of the heavy aching pain inside you.

As I read your words, they reminded me of all those little moments of tenderness so long ago ached for in a mother, but it was not to be. They did their best for what they knew and eventually, that comfort was found in Mother Mary who always understands the pain of loss and is always there to comfort.

My dearest Isabella, it is in our pain and loss that our hearts become broken open in compassion for others. Please know that you and Wanda are in my heart and in my prayers. I am sure she is so very proud of the woman you have become and I know that she will be with you always until that once again glorious reunion.

With much love and prayers for you both as you feel the heaviness of heart hurt inside.
May you gently, tenderly be wrapped in the Divine beauty of nature, knowing that eye has not seen, nor ear hear nor is it even possible to enter the mind of humankind, the glorious home that awaits us.

My love and prayers to you both, Dear One.

Betty

Re:For one, I love... (buttington)

Mon, 05 Oct 2009 18:34:19 GMT

That is so good Isabella. It is never easy to see someone you love, suffering.

Blessings to you both,
Love,
Jude

Re:For one, I love... (Hildegard)

Mon, 05 Oct 2009 17:18:42 GMT

Dear Isabella,

I am so glad that Wanda was better today. She is so very special to you.
I am grateful with you for this gift of time together with her!

Much love,
Edda

Re:For one, I love... (sandra67)

Mon, 05 Oct 2009 15:12:14 GMT

Today she was better, and I was so grateful for this.

Me too Dear Isabella the power of prayer is wonderful.

Take good care of yourself.

Love and understanding ,Sandra xx

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Re:For one, I love... (Isabella Bernardo)

Mon, 05 Oct 2009 15:08:02 GMT

thank you for your lits and prayers for W.

Today she was better, and I was so grateful for this.

l.is.

Re:For one, I love... (lilsparrow)

Fri, 02 Oct 2009 07:02:52 GMT

Dear, dear Isabella . . .
My heart goes out to you.
It is sometimes so very hard to say goodbye,
especially to someone we treasure so deeply
as you treasure Wanda . . .
you honour her with your kind words
and precious longing.
I go to light a candle for her
with much love . . .
sparrow

Re:For one, I love... (sandra67)

Fri, 02 Oct 2009 00:36:01 GMT

I´m sorry to be not enough sensitve with my words

Dearest Isabella I am sure your words are very senstive.I am sorry I was not very clear in what I meant to say .
My thoughts and prayers are with you both.

Love always,Sandra xx

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Re:For one, I love... (Isabella Bernardo)

Thu, 01 Oct 2009 18:22:47 GMT

Dear Sandra, dear Edda,

thank you both for your kind words and for the lights for W.

And yes, Sandra - I´m sorry to be not enough sensitve with my words - of course, never here - it was meant about my younger years
love,
is.

Re:For one, I love... (Hildegard)

Thu, 01 Oct 2009 15:19:33 GMT

Dearest Isabella,

I am so sorry that Wanda who was like a mother to you has grown old and sick, and you dread losisng her. It is hard to let go of people under whose eyes we grew up, whose presence we took for granted, and who accepted us as we were. As we grow older this happens more often and does not get easier. My heart goes out to you!

I will light a candle for Wanda in your group!

Much love and warm hugs,
Edda

Re:For one, I love... (sandra67)

Thu, 01 Oct 2009 13:44:44 GMT

My Dear dear Isabella ,

Please know your special friend Wanda will be held in my prayers from now on..

I can't read your poem but I know full well it's beautiful and come from your caring heart.

I popped your soft little Knuddel into a candle for Wanda as I feel this little one is very well loved just
like Wanda and you are.

and is t h e one, she never had doubt in me,

We too never doubt you ,not ever...

Take care Isabella ,love and gentle hugs

Sandra xx
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For one, I love... (Isabella Bernardo)

Thu, 01 Oct 2009 13:23:03 GMT

I´m so sad today because I visited my warden,
she is old.
As I told, she did so many things for many, many children
and is t h e one, she never had doubt in me,
she gave me near eight wounderful years,
I never,ever will forget.
Today Wanda was in bad situations, and I want to
spend her these thoughts and lit a candle...

Dein blond gefärbtes Haar
ist heute matt und grau,
deine Augen denen an starker
Ausdruckskraft nichts fehlte
blicken müde
sehnen den Schlaf, die ewige Ruhe…
Deine Größe, die mich als Kind
zu dir aufschauen ließ
ist verloren, wie klein du doch bist!
Deine alte Hand
die meine Kinderhand hielt
liegt schlaff auf der Decke,
unruhig
und ich streichle und drücke sie.
Du deutest auf deine Wange
und ich verstehe
verstehe, was du sagen möchtest.
Ich drücke einen Kuss darauf
möchte ihn heute nicht lösen
und ich streiche dir über den
Kopf, so, wie du es hundertfach
getan hast vor vielen Jahren.
Nein, denke ich, nein,
das ist nicht gerecht, nicht jetzt,
nicht morgen, wann eigentlich?
Die Stille im Raum ist bedrückend,
erdrückend und Tränen vibrieren
ungeweint.
Verlass mich nicht!
Geh nicht fort!
Du nimmst so vieles mit.
Wie vielen Kindern hast
du ein Beispiel gegeben,
so wie mir?
Du hast mir gezeigt, was Recht ist
und was nicht.
Du hast mich angenommen
wie ich bin,
hast mich gefördert, gestärkt,
mir die glücklichsten Jahre
meines Lebens geschenkt.
Du bist an meinem Bett gesessen,
so wie ich heute,
hast meine Hand gehalten,
mir über das Haar gestrichen,
so wie ich jetzt –
doch d u wusstest, i c h würde
wieder kommen –
doch ich weiß, d u wirst gehen.
Heute sagte ich zum Abschied
ganz bewusst:
Bis bald, bis zum nächsten
Wiedersehen.