Micropoem: their pain
their pain no words just empty-feeling niceties exchanged after the service has ended and possibly a small plate of scones. [for more Micropoems, click here]
their pain no words just empty-feeling niceties exchanged after the service has ended and possibly a small plate of scones. [for more Micropoems, click here]
This is a post Dimakatso posted on the Education Ambassador's blog which you can find over here, but she gave me permission to post it in this section as well, sharing the story of someone who lost a best friend in Claire: The 7th of April is fast approaching and I’m already feeling a wave of emotions that sometimes cannot be adequately explained. When I feel like this, I know prayer helps and another remedy would be [...]
DAY 8 Woke up to some really bad news this morning. A close friend had suffered one of the hugest losses imaginable. Task: Weep with someone who is weeping. If you don't know someone personally that is weeping, then pick up a newspaper or go and visit a website, because there is enough corporate weeping going on that you can join - the families and friends of the missing airplanes, the people in the various [...]