Re: A poem by a friend that I want to share
From: Tarry (anonymous@obgyn.net)
Sat Nov 27 15:28:57 1999
This poem really hits home with me!!!
Thanks for sharing!
~~ Tarry ~~
>----- Original Message -----
From: Kristy <anonymous@obgyn.net>
To: Multiple recipients of list ENDO <anonymous@obgyn.net>
Sent: Friday, November 26, 1999 2:23 PM
Subject: A poem by a friend that I want to share
> Ladies,
>
> I wanted to share a poem that was written by a friend of mine. Stacey and
Lisa you guys know who I am talking about. My friend wanted to write this
poem as a way to express the emotions and feelings that she has been having.
I hope that you find this poem to be as beautifully written as I have.
>
> Kristy :)
> Jacksonville, FL
>
> http://www.geocities.com/HotSprings/Falls/4659/kristyspage.html
>
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> Shattered Dream
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> a week ago, my life changed forever.
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> my heart torn in millions of pieces.
> a part of me died that day.
> the rest of me wanted to die, too,
> at least in the emotional sense.
>
> i've cried only a few tears,
> even though my heart grieves all the more.
> i want to cry more, but i am so numb inside.
>
> in the natural, i know i did the right thing.
> in the spiritual, i had the peace about that decision to have that
> operation.
> i had no choice, i couldn't live with the pain.
> i had had enough.
> shattered, more broken pieces.
>
> what do u do?
> how do u cope?
> how do u accept those things that weren't meant to ever be?
> it is so hard.
> all the more, a struggle.
>
> how do u grieve and go on?
> how do accept those things that seem to be or are part of God's plan
> for your life?
> can i run as far as i can, where it can't touch me anymore?
>
> Lord, i believe in u, and i trust in u.
> but still Lord, why Me?
> why do i feel robbed?
> i didn't ask for this.
> how do i take this?
> how do i get there?
>
> Lord, all i asked for is the one thing i can't have.
> i just don't understand.
> shattered i am.
> broken i am.
> i have to go on.
> but when?
>
> ==
> It's the little things that count with all of us ladies: flowers, candy,
finding a good ob/gyn who will truly listen to us, and finding a cure for
endometriosis.
>
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