and WHERE DO I GO FROM HERE)
When life seems hard to bear, and you’re full of sorrow and fear
That’s when I try to remember in my solitude I will grow.
If I were always on the mountaintop and never experienced pain,
I would never appreciate God's love and would be living in vain.
I have a lot to learn my growth is very slow,
I need the mountaintops, but it's in the valleys that I will grow.
I don’t always understand when things happen to me
but I’m very sure of one thing in my solitude I will grow.
I turn to you Lord for guidance to try to find my way. Your strength will help me to be strong and get through another day.
But only in my solitude with you Lord will I grow.
By
Carolyn Haynali
9/26/00 ©
As I think of you and all the things we’ve shared my heart
Is filled with thankfulness to have a friend who cared.
Who through their own trails took the time to listen to my heartaches! Just being there would change my tears to a smile.
This kind of love between two friends is so hard to define.
It’s like a tapestry that is woven with all the colors of the rainbow.
But deep in the weaving are threads of gold. Rare and so lovely are the friendship’s threads of gold.
They will last a lifetime and then my story will be told.
Someday my tapestry will be held up and turned toward the light. Then you will see the threads of gold gleaming and shining bright. You may think it’s just a thread of gold and you may never know that golden thread was you.
You have touched my life in a special way and will always be in my heart.
I just wanted you to know that even though we are miles apart that golden thread of friendship will still be weaved within my heart.
By
Carolyn Haynali 10/4/00 ©
When I think about the day you left,
I still feel the pain inside of me.
The memories come one by one and I wonder what could I have done.
I pray to God to send you back because
There’s a hole in my heart you see, I feel all-alone.
I can deal with losing a loved one; I’ve done it before.
But losing you is different this hurts so much more.
It’s not my fault or so I say, it was God's plan for my life
But in my mind I blame myself and wonder where do I go from here?
I don’t expect anyone to understand the way I feel inside
I still don’t know why you had to leave me
Or why I have to be alone…. so I ask myself
What hurts worse than anything is
Where do I go from here?
By
Carolyn Haynali 10/12/00 ©
and Dementia
