Marika Lynn Bedolla-West

Happy Thanksgiving...Baby Girl...
I Love You

Monica Bedolla-West (Mom) Yesterday afternoon

Waiting at the Door

I can’t explain so deep inside
The very fabric of my soul
Only a heart that grieves such loss
Can ever truly understand

It’s like you’re waiting at the door
Until a loved one comes back home
You feel a longing in your heart
When they appear the longing stops

But in a loss that never ends
You’re always standing at that door
You feel the longing in the breeze
So incomplete and never filled

I cannot find the words to say
Just what it’s like to want forever
Never seeing them again
Just always waiting at the door

Alison Mary Dunn

Phyllis Frazier Harris 2 weeks ago

Marika Lynn

I know my time has ended,
Its time for me to leave.
I want you all to know,
You mean so much to me.
Why I had to go,
Was a mystery to me.
All I heard was God,
Saying “ Please come home to me.”
So I left my friends and family,
I didn’t say goodbye.
All I got to see,
Were the tears in their eyes.
But as I saw them crying,
I asked them not to grieve.
Knowing how much we care,
That our love will never cease.
You can look up at the sky,
And look over to the sea.
When you feel that gentle breeze,
You always think of me.

Monica Bedolla-West (Mom) 2 weeks ago

lost

what is the meaning of the word lost???
is it what i am now you're gone?
the feeling of lonliness and never knowing who your real friends are...
not knowing who your real identity is...
the crying of your empty heart...
now that there's a hole there.

always hoping today will be your last.

but i have to go on...
knowing your never coming back...
knowing i never said a proper goodbye
never knowing if and when this pain will stop...
the anger and sadness that is building up inside,
is beginning to tear me apart...
the tears wont cease...
they keep pouring out....
im drowning.
it paints a perfect picture...
but if u dig deep...
past the fake smiles and phony laughs...
you will see a sad soul trapped in a cage...
longing for release...
you will see that im lost without you Marika Lynn

Monica Bedolla-West (Mom) 2 weeks ago

My Daughter's words to Me

I love you Mom,

Please don't cry.

I didn't mean to die,

I tried to stay,

But the Angels came.

I heard them call my name.

I only followed,

I just wanted to see,

If their wings suited me.

It was fun,

I wanted to play,

I didn't knowI'd have to stay.

I am really sorry

I have made you sad,
.

I want so much,

To be very good.

Like you told me I should.

I wish I knew

Of the Angel dangers,

I was too busy avoiding strangers.

Now you're upset

And it's because of me

If only I could make you see

You'd be so proud

Of how well I fly

I didn't even have to try

A born natural,

Or so I'm told.

Even though I'm not very old.

I've got a job,

And I like it too.

I'm the angel watching over you.

So you see Mom

Please dry your eyes,

Im glad I tried those wings on for size.

Monica Bedolla-West (Mom) 2 weeks ago

Family circle broken

The broken cord

We little knew that morning that God
Was going to call your name.
In life we loved you dearly,
In death we do the same.
It broke our hearts to lose you,
You did not go alone;
For part of us went with you,
The day God called you home.
You left us peaceful memories,
Your love is still our guide;
And though we cannot see you,
You are always at our side.
Our family chain is broken,
And nothing seems the same;
But as God calls us, one by one,
The Chain will link again.

Author unknown

Monica Bedolla-West (Mom) 3 weeks ago

If my daughter was here I believe this is what she would say

A letter from Heaven

To my dearest family, some things I'd like to say.
But first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay.

I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above.
Here, there's no more tears of sadness; Here is just eternal love.

Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight.
Remember that I am with you every morning, noon and night.

That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through.
God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I welcome you."

"It's good to have you back again, you were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family, They'll be here later on.

I need you here so badly, you are part of my plan.
There is so much that we can do, to help our mortal man."

God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do.
And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you.

And when you lie in bed at night the day's chores put to flight.
God and I are closest to you.... in the middle of the night.

When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years.
Because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears.

But do not be afraid to cry; it does relieve the pain.
Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain.

I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned.
If I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand.

But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is over.
I'm closer to you now, than I ever was before.

There are rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb;
But together we can do it by taking one day at a time.

It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too;
That as you give unto the world, the world will give to you.

If you can help somebody who is in sorrow and pain;
Then you can say to God at night...."My day was not in vain.

And now I am contented... that my life was worthwhile.
Knowing as I passed along the way I made somebody smile."

So if you meet somebody who is sad and low;
Just lend a hand to pick them up, as on your way you go.

When you're walking down the street and you've got me on your mind;
I'm walking in your footsteps only half a step behind.

And when it's time for you to go.... from that body to be free.
Remember you're not going.... you're coming here with me.

Author Unknown

Monica Bedolla-West (Mom) 3 weeks ago

Please See Me Through My Tears
by Kelly Osmont

You asked, "How am I doing?"
As I told you, tears came to my eyes...
and you looked away and quickly began to talk again.
All the attention you had given me drained away.

"How am I doing?"...I do better when people listen,
though I may shed a tear or two.
This pain is indescribable.
If you've never known it you cannot fully understand.
Yet I need you.
When you look away,
When I'm ignored,
I am again alone with it
Your attention means more than you can ever know.

Really, tears are not a bad sign, you know!
They're nature's way of helping me to heal...
They relieve some of the stress of sadness.

I know you fear that asking how I'm doing brings me sadness
...but you're wrong.
The memory of my loved one's death will always be with me,
Only a thought away.
My tears make my pain more visible to you, but you did not
give me the pain...it was already there.

When I cry, could it be that you feel helpless, not knowing
what to do?
You are not helpless,
And you don't need to do a thing but be there.
When I feel your permission to allow my tears to flow,
you've helped me
You need not speak. Your silence as I cry is all I need.
Be patient...do not fear.

Listening with your heart to "how I am doing"
relieves the pain,
for when the tears can freely come and go, I feel lighter.

Talking to you releases what I've been wanting to say aloud,
clearing space
for a touch of joy in my life.

I'll cry for a minute or two...
and then I'll wipe my eyes,
and sometimes you'll even find I'm laughing later.

When I hold back the tears, my throat grows tight,
my chest aches, my stomach knots...
because I'm trying to protect you from my tears.
Then we both hurt...me, because my pain is held inside,
a shield against our closeness...and you,
because suddenly we're distant.

So please, take my hand and see me through my tears...
then we can be close again.

Geraldine Snell 3 weeks ago

My Beautiful Daughter

When times seem too hard to bear & I l feel like giving up
I vision your beautiful face, the twinkle of your eyes and things of such
The bond we created from my womb to the day you were born
Is a mother and daughter bind that can never be torn
With the strength and guidance of God and the blessings he pours down from above
I want to be the best mom I can be to you and embrace you with all my love
You are as precious as a flower and as gorgeous as a rose
You have been specially made to the very tip of your nose
You are as sweet as honey; such an innocent young child
You are brighter than any star in the sky every time you smile
I want you to be proud of who you are and strive to be the best
Put forth your efforts to achieve your goals and let God do the rest
I will always be your mother first, but I'm also your friend
Your are the most precious gift, that I've ever been given

With All My Love,

Mom

Monica Bedolla-West (Mom) 3 weeks ago