Faces On The Wall.

I grew up, with your faces on the wall,

Knew your names, But nothing about you all.

Even as a little girl, I used to tell myself,

Turn one more corner, You were never there.

I hoped and i prayed, Had so much faith,
That i'd see you walk through the door one day.
I'm still waiting, I'm still waiting,
To see your face, To hold you close.
I'm still waiting.

Your stockings were hung every year,
Never filled, But always there.
I would look at them and smile,
Thinking to myself, One day, i'll  find you.


I hoped and i prayed, Held onto my faith,
That i'd see you walk through the door one day.
I'm still waiting, I'm still waiting,
To see your face, To hold you close.
I'm still waiting.

I grew up, with your faces on the wall,
Knew your names, but nothing about you all.
I would look at them and smile,
Thinking to myself, One day i'll find you.

That day has come.

i wrote this based on my life.
i have a brother and a sister that i have never met, but i finally found them.

My Little Angels, Too Beautiful For Earth.

My hubby and I had decided to try again in March/April. Which is what i feel like 

i need, and i know i need. but he now has different plans, or ideas, which are 

waiting a year and a half, and i didnt have the guts, or anything to tell him 

that, that choice breaks my heart. I really appreciate you sharing, because as 

much as i know there a other people that have gone through this, i am still 

thinking about how everyone but me got theirs, and is getting theirs, and i just 

think its unfair. But in no way am i angry with GOD, but i just wish i knew why 

he would give us our babies, and then take them away....Everything is 

unexplained and that is the worst. And i feel so alone. I know that i have

people in my life that i could talk to you. But, those people haven't been

through what we have, what i have. & the ones that have been through

it i find it hard to even speak to them, because i know its a hard topic,

and i would not want to bring up memories that they may want to keep

hidden. And i understand. Even though i will talk to anyone who needs it. 

But, i guess, i am just better at giving advice, then taking it...Its going to be 

a long road, but for the most part i truly am doing much better than i would

have thought i would be. I have conquered so much i honestly did not know i

had/have this strength. And i also know that because of this it will only make

stronger. I can't rush it, i can't predict how i am going to feel, or be. I have to

let my feelings out. This Too Shall Pass.

My Little Angels.

The Angel Of The Book Of Life Wrote Down My Babies Birth, Then Whispered Softly As She Closed The Book - "Too Beautiful For Earth."

The Downfall Of Darkness

The emptiness is all around me, and very deep inside.

Like a dark cloud above thee, with no place that I can hide.

Trapped within the walls of pain and despair.

A tragic so heavy, it's difficult to bare.

The screams so loud, but no one can hear. 

A heart that's breaking, beyond repair.