A B’s memory bench

14/03/2026

My child,
The world may say you are gone,
but a mother knows love does not end that way.
Even though my arms can no longer reach you,
my heart will carry you everywhere I go.
I promise your name will never become silence in my life.
I will speak it with love,
with pride,
and with the same tenderness I held you with.
I promise the world will know you were here.
That your life mattered.
That your light touched this earth.
I promise to remember your laugh,
the sound of your voice,
the way your presence filled my world with meaning.
Even on the days when grief feels heavier than my breath,
I promise I will still love you loudly.
I will honor you in the way I live,
in the kindness I give to others,
and in the strength I find to keep going.
Because a mother’s love does not stop at goodbye.
It stretches beyond the grave.
Beyond the sky.
Beyond everything this world calls the end.
You will always be my child.
And I will always be your mother.
Forever loving you.
Forever carrying you.
Forever keeping your light alive in this world.
Written by Marlena L Bowdery
Many Phases And Faces Of A Mother's Grief

04/03/2026

Today is National Son’s Day around the world. But for all those mom’s grieving the loss of their child, every day is son’s day in her heart. Share a picture of your son with us so that we can honor him with you.

04/03/2026

The feelings of every grieving mom that has lost her son…

22/01/2026

There's a place beyond the clouds,
Where stars twinkle in the night,
Each one a gentle reminder,
Of our loved ones, out of sight.

And each time they come to mind,
We can cast our gaze above,
And remember each who brought us,
Understanding, care and love.

With every memory that we share,
Their warmth ignites the dark,
Like flickering flames that gently flare,
Each one a loving spark.

We do not need to venture far,
To find the light they shone,
Just look beyond the clouds above,
The brightness of their soul lives on ...

🖋️C.E. Coombes
🎨via Pinterest

Serendipity Corner ⭐

12/01/2026

Being an empath is like having a hidden sense, an extra layer of understanding that goes beyond what's seen or heard.
It's the ability to walk into a room and instantly grasp the emotional atmosphere, the unspoken tensions or underlying joys that hang in the air.
You become attuned to the subtle shifts in body language, the barely perceptible changes in tone, and the emotions radiating from others. It’s as if their feelings become your own, allowing you to experience their happiness, sadness, or anxiety alongside them. This heightened sensitivity means you can instinctively recognize when someone is being dishonest or needs support, creating a deep connection that transcends superficial interactions.
It's a gift, but also a responsibility, as you navigate the world with a profound awareness of the emotional landscape around you ..

🖋️C.E.Coombes
🎨Ink art fusion via Etsy

Serendipity Corner 🥀

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

Serendipity Corner ✨

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