Until Next Year ...
@GrannyGee (3517)
Louisburg, North Carolina
November 20, 2022 6:25pm CST
My son ... Tommy ... how could I ever forget such a beautiful, precious soul? I am glad you were in my life. You were my son, I was proud to call you ... my Son.
I see you sometimes for a brief moment in other young men your age ... I stop in my tracks to 'see you' as long as possible ... pretend for seconds that's you moving, walking, smiling, talking.
Then, I face reality again that you are gone no matter how many times I wish you back to life.
I smile with such sadness ... I have always heard everything is possible ... I think to myself ... no, not everything.
Like the beautiful song says ... I hope you are dancing in the sky ... I hope you are ....... singing? ...... in the angels choir ... Tommy, do you remember trying to convince Skip and I that you could sing? That you were going to go on American Idol?
Son, do you remember how we all would laugh, I would gently tell you ... "Son, you have so many talents but ... you really can't carry a tune. You can't sing, Tommy!"
I still hope you are singing in the angels choir ... you would make them love you with that bright smile, laughter in your eyes ... they'd let you sing your Heart out just to get to watch your eyes twinkle with joy.
On November 20, 1969 you were born at 11:28 am. You weighed 8 lbs. 4 1/2 oz. ... you were 21" long. You had a head full of strawberry blonde hair ... you were beautiful. You were perfect.
I miss you so much that I close my eyes tightly, let myself feel the pain of you being gone for ... only a moment. I can't afford to feel such pain longer than a moment ... just like I couldn't walk into the ocean, let the waves sweep me out to sea ... I have so much to do here before my time to go. I have Skip Bates Skip and Camie to take care of.
I am remembering you, precious Son ... Tommy M Sidden ??????? Love Your 'Ole' Mom ???????
Once again through writing I have released such pain, grief so, I can go on living. That's pain, grief I'm not big enough to hold inside. It is more than I. GLORIA FAYE BROWN BATES
Note: I have shared this from my Facebook.
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@GrannyGee (3517)
• Louisburg, North Carolina
22 Nov 22
Carol, it did help me to to write my grief ... thank you for caring.
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@CarolDM (203454)
• Nashville, Tennessee
22 Nov 22
@GrannyGee You know I get it. Always here in thought.
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@RebeccasFarm (86450)
• United States
21 Nov 22
He was so handsome and loving I can see it in him.
Thank you Gloria for letting us see him and RIP dear lovely soul Tommy.
Again Happy Birthday
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@GrannyGee (3517)
• Louisburg, North Carolina
22 Nov 22
You made me smile, thank you for your special words.
@GrannyGee (3517)
• Louisburg, North Carolina
22 Nov 22
Thankfully writing is like when the tea kettle is boiling and it begins to whistle ... once you turn the heat off the tea kettle settles down. Once I sit down to write my grief I can settle down until the next time.
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@LadyDuck (457314)
• Switzerland
22 Nov 22
@GrannyGee I am glad you can feel better after you write.
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@GrannyGee (3517)
• Louisburg, North Carolina
25 Nov 22
@LadyDuck Thank you, Anna.
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@RasmaSandra (73167)
• Daytona Beach, Florida
21 Nov 22
Just be content to know he is ever nearby, loves you, and is watching over you and one day you will meet again, Virtual hugs,
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@GrannyGee (3517)
• Louisburg, North Carolina
22 Nov 22
Hugs back to you, dear friend.
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