Memory Bears by Bonnie

Comfort of presence would be nice,
Instead of all the confusing advice.
You are here and that’s what matters to me,
Your presence makes all the difference.


I wish there was something you could say,
That would make a difference for me today.
But there are no words to speak away…
The pain within my heart.


It’s not the words that you might say,
That really matters to me today.
But just to know that you are here,
Your presence makes all the difference.


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About Rebecca Carney - One Woman's Perspective

My name is Becky Carney. My husband, Joe, and I have been married for 46 years. We have two living children, Eric (43) and Jenna (38). We lost a baby in utero at 19 weeks in 1987. In 2002, our middle son, Jason (19), and his best friend, Alina (20), were broadsided by a drunk driver who was going at least twice the speed limit. They both died instantly. This blog is written from my perspective as a bereaved parent. I don't claim to know what it's like to walk in anyone else's shoes. Each situation is different; each person is different. Everyone handles grief differently. But if I can create any degree of understanding of what it's like to be a parent who has lost a child, then I have succeeded in my reason for writing this blog.

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