~What makes a Mother?~

What makes a Mother?

I thought of you and closed my eyes, and prayed to God today.

I asked, “What makes a Mother?” and I know I heard him say:

“A Mother has a baby, this we know is true.”

“But God, can you be a Mother when your baby’s not with you?”

“Yes you can”, He replied with a confidence in His voice,

“I give many women babies, when they leave is not their choice.

Some I send for a lifetime, and others for a day,

And some I send to feel your womb, but there’s no need to stay.”

“I just don’t understand this God, I want my baby here.”

 He took a breath and cleared His throat, and then I saw a tear.

“I wish I could show you what your child is doing today.  If you could see your child smile with other children and say:”

“We go to Earth and learn our lessons of love and life and fear.   

My Mommy loved me oh so much I got to come straight here.   

I feel so lucky to have a Mom who had so much love for me, 

I learned my lesson very quickly;   

My Mommy set me free.   

I miss my Mommy oh so much, but I visit her each day.

When she goes to sleep, on her pillow’s where I lay.   

I stroke her hair and kiss her cheek and whisper in her ear,

‘Mommy don’t be sad today, I’m you’re baby and I’m here.’”

“So you see my dear sweet one, your children are OK.   

Your babies are here in My home and this is where they’ll stay.

They’ll wait for you with me until your lesson is through,

And on the day that you come home they’ll be at the gates for you.

So now you see what makes a Mother, it’s the feeling in your heart.

It’s the love you had so much of right from the very start.”

~Jennifer Wasik

~Thinking of all my special Mommy friends that are spending their holidays missing their loved ones.  

I send prayers of peace, love, & healing to those that are spending their Christmas in the NICU (neo-natal intensive care unit) with their new babies, in need of some extra tender-loving care.  

May our Creator watch over you, and shower you with an endless abundance of Nimkee-Blessings.  

Peace be with you,

Melissa xxoo

~Gzaagin Nimkee~

~I can't believe how long's it been since I last laid eyes upon your beautiful face,

My arms long to wrap around you

Breathe you in with closed eyes and just hold on....

I miss you.........

in the darkness;

in the breaking of dawn over the eastern horizon

on the wings of a dove,

in the gentle flutter of butterfly wings;

the warmth of the gentle breezes upon my flesh

when the sun shines,

when the raindrops fall so gently

as they replenish the Earth.

I remember you in the darkened clouds

as I listen to the gentle rumbles through the Heavens.

I see your face in flashes,

like lightning as it crosses the sky

brief glimpses of you...........

I hear you in the silence

and never feel alone.

Gzaagin Nimkee....

forever in our hearts,

forever in my soul XXOO

~Walking in the Garden of Grief~

~The Garden of Grief is a lonely, desolate place at times.  It's a dark place of confusion, bitterness, anger......rage.....sorrow.

Welcome to the dead baby club----where membership can never be revoked and there are no reasonable prerequisites to get you signed up.  We're an elite group---the problem being that nobody wants to be here.  I have a story to tell, the real question is....."Do you really wanna hear it?"

It's not for the weak of heart, but I can guarantee that it's all true and it's a story that needs to be told.

Come in........sit down......let's talk.  

Get comfy cuz this could take a while.  

Welcome to The Garden of Grief.