A B’s memory bench

09/12/2025

A Mother’s Grief

My world stopped turning the day you were gone,
yet somehow the nights keep dragging on.
I smile for the world, but inside I break
some wounds never heal, some hearts never wake.

The missing is endless, the ache always near,
a love so deep it outlives every tear.
Nothing feels normal, nothing feels right…
but I carry your memory through every night.

Forever my child, forever my pain
forever the love that death can’t contain.

Written by; Marlena L Bowdery
Many Phases And Faces Of A Mother's Grief
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30/11/2025

I dreamt of you last night
You seemed so near, yet far,
I held you in my arms
And asked you, how you are.

You had an air of peace,
You didn't understand my tears,
You asked me why I'm crying
When you're still so very near.

I said that I'd felt sad and lonely
Since you went away
But you assured me that your soul's
still close,
Watching over me night and day.

And when I awoke this morning,
I wondered if my dream was real,
And if you needed to tell me things,
That may help my heart to heal.

So I'll keep my dream in mind,
And the words, you had to say,
And accept that maybe you're still here,
Just in a different way ..

🖋️C.E.Coombes
🎨Jungsuk Lee

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17/11/2025

Speak to Them Still

Speak to them, your dearly departed,
even if your voice trembles
and the words feel too heavy
to leave your lips.

They linger quietly,
in the soft glow of morning,
in the hush beneath the noise,
in the spaces left behind
where laughter once lived.

Tell them about the ache,
about the small things that still hurt,
your fears,
your worries,
how lonely the world feels without them.

Speak to them,
for grief is the gentle echo of love,
and they are near
in every shadow,
in every sigh,
in every pause of memory.

And when the tears come,
let them speak too,
they are the words
your heart cannot yet form.

They hear you.
Even now,
they always hear you.

~ 'Speak to Them Still'
by Spirit of a Hippie

✍️ Mary Anne Byrne

~ Art by Olamik

12/11/2025

My heart, sit only with those
who know and understand you.
Sit only under a tree
that is full of blossoms.

💗Rumi 🌸

12/11/2025

More than likely every mother that has lost a child has totally changed. How could she not? When you lose a child, it’s like losing a part of yourself.

09/09/2025

Signs You’re Still Here

Every once in a while,
you send me a sign,
a gentle nudge,
a flash of memory,
a whispered “I’m here.”

When everything crumbles,
and nothing's going right,
I feel you're still working behind the scenes,
calling in favors,
pulling strings,
smoothing the way in quiet, subtle ways.

It appears in small miracles,
in quiet moments that catch me by surprise,
an unexpected kindness,
a stranger’s gentle smile,
a door opening
just when I need it most.

These little signs let me know you're still here,
a gentle presence woven into my days,
reminding me always that you are still near,
guiding and taking care of me
in so many tender ways.

~ 'Signs You're Still Here' by Spirit of a Hippie

✍️ Mary Anne Byrne

~ Art Unknown via Pinterest

01/07/2025

28/06/2025

It already has…

Rumi is Rumi

23/04/2025

There is something sacred about a storm over the ocean, the wind howling, the waves crashing, and a single ray of light breaking through the darkness. It touches something within us. Even in the fiercest storms, there is presence, there is power, and the quiet promise of light.

Grief is a journey of the soul. It begins with the storm, in the unraveling, in the ache, in the hollow silence of loss. And it can take a long time. Far longer than we imagined. Longer than others may understand.

We don’t “move on.” We move through. Slowly. Quietly. With tears, with pain, with memory. And then, one day, perhaps gently, without even noticing, the light begins to return. Not to erase the loss, that will never happen, but to walk alongside it.

We don’t learn how to let go. We learn how to carry forward. How to live with both the loss and the love. We begin to build a new relationship with the one who has gone, not one of touch, but of soul. An unseen connection that whispers to our broken hearts: ‘’I am still with you’’.

And from that sacred knowing, we find a new spark of joy, we carry the love, and keep them alive, engraved in our soul. This is how we begin to live again.
~Zeta

16/02/2025

The ones we love never truly leave us. Their presence lingers in the smallest moments—
In the whisper of the wind, in a song that carries their memory, in the way our hearts still ache for them.

They are in the lessons they taught us, in the warmth of the love they gave, and in the strength they instilled in us to carry on.

Though life moves forward, their imprint remains—
A love that cannot be erased, a connection that not even death can break.

They may be beyond our sight, but they live on in us.
Forever loved. Forever remembered.

~ ' They Are Never Truly Gone' by Dealing With Grief Dealing With Grief

~ Image via Pinterest

13/02/2025

When someone we love becomes a memory, their essence doesn’t fade—it becomes a part of who we are. Their laughter, their quirks, their kindness—it lives in the stories we tell, the traditions we carry on, and the moments we quietly relive in our hearts. Grief, as painful as it is, is proof of love that refuses to let go. It’s the thread that binds us to them, a bond unbroken by time or absence.

Society may tell us to move on, to tuck away our pain and carry on as if the world hasn’t changed. But grief isn’t a burden to be silenced; it’s an act of love in motion. It’s in the whisper of their name, the retelling of their stories, the quiet moments when we feel their presence beside us.

When someone asks, “Tell me about them,” it’s as if a door to their memory opens. Suddenly, they’re here again—alive in our words, our smiles, even our tears. Sharing their memory is how we honor them, how we ensure their legacy endures.

To grieve is to love boldly, unapologetically, and without restraint. It’s a reminder that they mattered—that they still matter. Speak their name. Share their stories. Let their memory shape the world, because through us, they live on.

~ Dealing with Grief Dealing With Grief

~ Art by Duy Huynh

15/01/2025

If I should leave without saying good bye
Please know that it was not by choice
The odds were stacked against me
And it was my time to go .

If I should leave quietly, without notice,
Please be aware that my journey will continue
And that I am free of suffering and pain
I continue to exist, but in a different form.

If you happen to notice my absence
I urge you to search a little deeper for my presence,
and feel assured that I never really left you .
And I continue to be there, right by your side.

And if you ever feel bereft and lonely
I hope you know that love never dies
And no matter how much time passes
There will come a time when we meet again .

Until then, be patient..
And remember
Love is eternal...

~C.E. Coombes