The strength of a man

© July 15, 1999
Jacqueline Marie Griffiths
Scorpiox2x@aol.com
Reprinted here with permission

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The strength of a man
isn't seen in the width
of his shoulders.
It's seen in the width
of his arms that circle you..

The strength of a man
isn't in the deep tone
of his voice.
It's in the gentle
words he whispers...

The strength of a man
isn't how many buddies he has.
It's how good a buddy
he is with his kids...

The strength of a man isn't
in how respected he is at work.
It's in how respected
he is at home...

The strength of a man
isn't in how hard he hits.
It's in how tender
he touches...

The strength of a man
isn't in the hair on his chest.
It's in his Heart,
that lies within his chest...

The strength of a man
isn't how many women he's loved.
It's in can he be
true to one woman...

The strength of a man
isn't in the weight he can lift.
It's in the burdens
he can carry...



© July 15, 1999
Jacqueline Marie Griffiths
Scorpiox2x@aol.com
Reprinted here with permission


Dear Dana,

Yes you can use my poem on your beautiful web site.The poem was written in the hopes others would enjoy it and share it with their loved ones. I do asks that you keep my copyright at the bottom of my poem and that you not use it for profit or financial gain.
Many Blessings to you and the others at Angel Baby for all that you do and the love you share.
Parents, and families who have lost a child so need a place to meet, talk, and share with others who understand. Again it is a beautiful web site.

Truly, Jacqueline Marie Griffiths

Awareness Video made by Rillees mummy

Child Loss Awareness Video

made by Rillees Mummy

In My Dreams by Madison Mathieu

She came to me in my dreams
An Angel through and through
Took my hand and softly whispered
“Mommy, I’ve been watching you!”

I watch you when you’re laughing
I shed tears with you when you cry
I know you still have so many questions
And secretly you still ask why.

On your pillow is where I lay
When I come to you at night
I try my hardest to reach out to you
To let you know I am alright.

I’m proud of you mommy
For keeping my memory bright
You try so hard to hang on to me
Even though I’m out of sight.

Please don’t be so sad anymore
I’m with you in your heart
And when your time comes to join me
I promise we’ll never be apart.

So laugh and let me see your smile
Cause it makes me smile too
Look to the sky for the brightest star
That’s me mommy, saying I love you!

In loving memory of precious Angel Kaydence

An Angel Never Dies

Don’t let them say I wasn’t born,

That something stopped my heart

I felt each tender squeeze you gave,

I’ve loved you from the start..

Although my body you can’t hold

It doesn’t mean I’m gone

This world was worthy,not of me God chose

that I move on..I know the pain that drowns your soul,

What you are forced to face

You have my word,

I’ll fill your arms,

Someday we will embrace..

You’ll hear that it was meant to be,

God doesn’t make mistakes

But that wont soften your worst blow,

Or make your heart not ache..

I’m watching over all you do,

Another child you’ll bear

Believe me when I say to you,

That I am always there..

There will come a time,I promise you,

When you will hold my hand,

Stroke my face and kiss my lips

And then you’ll understand..

Although I’ve never breathed your air,

Or gazed into your eyes

That doesn’t mean I never was,

An Angel never dies..

By suteishiijein 2008

New Year's Resolutions for Bereved Parents

I Resolve:

That I will grieve as much and for as long as I feel like grieving, and that I will not let others put a time table on my grief.


That I will grieve in whatever way I feel like grieving, and I will ignore those who try to tell me what I should or should not be feeling and how I should or should not be behaving.


That I will cry whenever and wherever I feel like crying, and that I will not hold back my tears just because someone else feels I should be "brave" or "getting better" or "healing by now."


That I will talk about my child as often as I want to, and that I will not let others turn me off just because they can't deal with their own feelings.


That I will not expect family and friends to know how I feel, understanding that one who has not lost a child cannot possibly know how I feel.


That I will not blame myself for my child's death, and I will constantly remind myself that I did the best job of parenting I could possibly have done. But when feelings of guilt are overwhelming, I will remind myself that this is a normal part of the grief process and it will pass.


That I will not be afraid or ashamed to seek professional help if I feel it is necessary.


That I will commune with my child at least once a day in whatever way feels comfortable and natural to me, and that I won't feel compelled to explain this communion to others or to justify or even discuss it with them.

* I will keep the truth in my heart--the truth that my child is always with me in spirit.


That I will try to eat, sleep, and exercise every day in order to give my body strength it will need to help me cope with my grief.


To know that I am not losing my mind and I will remind myself that loss of memory, feelings of disorientation, lack of energy, and a sense of vulnerability are all a normal part of the grief process.


To know that I will heal, even though it will take a long time.


To let myself heal and not feel guilty about not feeling better sooner.


To remind myself that the grief process is circuitous--that is, I will not make steady upward progress. And when I find myself slipping back into the old moods of despair and depression, I will tell myself that "slipping backward" is also a normal part of the mourning process, and that these moods, too, will pass.


To try to be happy about something for some part of every day, knowing that at first, I may have to force myself to think cheerful thoughts so eventually they can become a habit.


That I will reach out at times and try to help someone else, knowing that helping others will help me to get over my depression.


That even though my child is dead, I will opt for life, knowing that is what my child would want me to do.


~From the Brooksville/Spring Hill FL. TCF Newsletter


thank you Leanna mum to precious Angel Nicholas for sharing x hugs x Dana

Australian of the Year 2010 nominee award

For Xmas my family gave me a scrapbook with all the nomination letters mums and dads wrote to the Council of the Australian of the Year ! I got home two hours ago from the holiday and a certificate was in the mail, to be nominated for this award is such an honour.

Thank you to my family and Angel Baby community .
I am honoured beyond any words ♥ angel hugs ♥

Christmas in heaven , author unknown

Tis Christmas in Heaven
What a beautiful sight!
It's my first one here;
Everything is all right.

The crib is adorned
With the brilliance of stars,
Wisemen have come
From Venus and Mars.

I've met all our dear ones
Who preceded us here;
The reunion was lovely,
An event full of cheer.

And tonight we'll all gather,
In reverence we'll kneel,
For the Babe in the cradle
Up in Heaven is Real.

I think of my family
that I left behind
And I pray that your Christmas
Is as blessed as mine

Please shed no more tears,
For my soul is at rest,
Just love one another;
Live life to its best.

Yes, It's Christmas In Heaven,
So I've heard them say,
Yet, Christmas In Heaven
Happens every day.

Thank you Rach for sending Christmas poems my way .
Hope all will enjoy the special treat this festive season xox shimmering angel hugs xox

Christmas Tree , author unknown

Christmas time brings Lots of joy,
for every little girl and boy ,
but you've lost a child dear,
You wonder what christmas brings them each year.

Though christmas time is full of glee
deep in your heart where people can't see,
You feel sad and full of grief,
For those children that do not breathe.

When everyone is unwrapping their gifts,
You hope to your angel santa will give
A special present to make them smile
Although You know you won't see it for a while.

So happy Christmas to those girls and boys,
To whom their Parents can't give toys,
And a happy new year to all that are sad
I hope this coming year

makes you all Glad ...

Thank you Rach for sending Christmas poems my way .
Hope all will enjoy the special treat this festive season xox shimmering angel hugs xox

GRIEF IS LIKE A RIVER By Cinthia G. Kelley

GRIEF IS LIKE A RIVER
By Cinthia G. Kelley

My grief is like a river,
I have to let it flow,
but I myself determine
just where the banks will go.

Some days the current takes me
in waves of guilt and pain,
but there are always quiet pools
where I can rest again.

I crash on rocks of anger;
my faith seems faint indeed,
but there are other swimmers
who know that what I need

Are loving hands to hold me
when the waters are too swift,
and someone kind to listen
when I just seem to drift.

Grief’s river is a process
of relinquishing the past.
By swimming in hope’s channels,
I’ll reach the shore at last.

Inspirational quotes 4

The caterpillar dies so the butterfly could be born.
And, yet, the caterpillar lives in the butterfly and
they are but one. So, when I die, it will be that I
have been transformed from the caterpillar of earth to
the butterfly of the universe.
-- John Harricharan


Hope is a higher heart frequency, and as you begin to
re-connect with your heart, hope is waiting to show you
new possibilities and arrest the downward spiral of
grief and loneliness. Listening to the still small
voice in your heart will make hope into a reality.
-- Sara Paddison