A Poem About An Angel

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I wrote this about a friend who has very little time left on this earth. It is a poem about an angel coming to take her home. I originally wrote a blog post about this poem that was informative. It talked about grieving and death and dying.

I wrote it because it was so much easier to write and informative post instead of writing from my heart. Then I realized I am not helping anyone if I don’t pour my heart out.

When someone we love is going through a tough time, it is easier to go around the issue. Facing the death of my friend makesA Poem About An Angel me want to cry.

So many people believe if you are weak if you cry. I know this is not true, but I still do everything I can not shed a tear. Maybe it will mess up my makeup or perhaps if I start I can’t stop. I don’t know the real reason.

This lady I wrote this about has not been a friend of mine very long. I can’t say we are lifelong friends or have known each other since childhood. What I can say is in a short time I have come to know her I have pulled great strength from her.

She is a family girl. She loves her husband with all her heart. He does things to make her mad to keep her fighting, and she is aware of this. But they work together beautifully.

She loves her children beyond measure. She holds each of them in her heart in a different way and is always there when they need her.

But the thing that impressed me about my friend is her fight. She has battled cancer for six years now. She has used every medicine known to walk the battle. She has stood with her head high and her shoulder straight when the time has not been kind to her.

It is this strength that I have grown to love, and I respect her. In this same situation, every person would deal with it differently. Some struggle to live and some fight to die. I believe no one knows how they would indeed handle it until they are faced with it themselves.

I lost my mom five years ago. She too was an incredible lady. It crushed me to let her go. I lost my best friend other than my husband.

We took care of her in my home on hospice before she died. It was a blessing to have those last few weeks with her. We talked about her death all the time. She needed to prepare for it, and I needed to accept it.

She always told me I would be okay after she died because we had talked about it so much. I was NOT okay. I grieved and mourned her for two years before I felt like I was making progress.

My mom is in heaven just as I believe my friend will also be. But does this make it easy? It may make it less painful knowing they are going to a better place. I am not sure if this is true.

Why? When we mourn, we do this for our loss, not for their death. Missing them is natural. We build a relationship and get used to them in our life. When they pass we feel a void that no one else can fill.

The death of another changes each one of us a bit. We have to build a new life without the one we love. Through the changes that take place in our lives, we become stronger. The pain lessens with time, and the memories fade just slightly, but the change is permanent.

I will change with the death of my friend. I will miss her for she is the real picture of beauty, strength, fight, and grace. She is my friend.

Since I wrote this post, my friend has passed. It was hard for her to cross over because she loved life to its fullest. But I sat at her bedside, and we prayed, and she moved on. Life without her has changed for me, my husband and her family.

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12 thoughts on “A Poem About An Angel”

  1. Hey Laura,

    It was very brave of you to write this post about something so personal to you. It also touched me, because I have lost close family members to cancer, and I’m also watching my mom battle it now. I believe that people who battle cancer are among the strongest people walking this Earth.

    I’m so sorry for your loss. I know how hard the grieving process can be. I’m glad that you were able to get to know your friend in the time that you were given. You were a great friend supporting her until her last moments.

    • Jasmine, I am so sorry your mom has to battle cancer. She may make it through this time but one day her time will come. when she does just know that it will change who you are. You can choose to become stronger and keep going. You will grieve and have pain but in time you will grow. If I can help with support or encouragement please let me know. 

  2. Hi Laura, this was such a great post! It really helped open my eyes to the true beauty and nature of valuing those who are closest to us, and those who we didn’t see being very close, yet can still grab and reach at our emotions and attention. I like that you were able to grow as a result of seeing your friend pass away, and that it didn’t let you see the bottom of the surface, rather you took it with action. I’ve lost a couple close people in my life, my grandpa being one of them, and our unique relationship was one of the closest ones I’ve had with anyone. He was like my second dad, and when he passed I learned the values and hardships he left on earth. With that it didn’t keep me in an emotional state, but it helped me push my self to be someone stronger. Even till this day when I heard that a friend I went to high school with passed away whom I wasn’t close with, shocks me, but there’s always something to learn from someone else. Thank you for sharing.

    • Michael, You comment made me feel quite emotional. It must have been so hard to lose your grandpa and yet you did the same as I. You grew stronger from the changes it caused in you. Our loved ones would want us to do this. thank You for being vulnerable and letting me know this. You are an incredible person and your strength precedes you.

  3. We are to be here no more than a specific time and no less than a minute. Yeah a minute of being born. I believe that any time we are here on earth alive is a blessing. No matter how little it may be.  I thank God each day for being alive. Each single day on earth is a blessing.

  4. What a beautiful poem.

    Unfortunately, as we get older death is increasingly something we all have to come to terms with. I lost a great friend of mine recently and, although it was hard, I accept it’s all part of the cycle of life.

    My good friend also died of cancer (as did my mom) and I do wonder if it’s becoming more and more common – perhaps something to do with our modern lifestyle.

    Thanks again for the wonderful poem and sentiments.

    • Les, I was thinking just the other day I have 61 years behind me and such a short time ahead of me. Thank you for the compliment. And yes I do think cancer is more prevalent because of all the things we eat and do to our bodies today. 

  5. Laura, first of all thank you for such an intimate post. I don’t believe you are weak if you cry, not at all. It shows great courage to be able to express and accept your emotions, and even more to open up like this and share it for the world to see.

    These experiences make us stronger and wiser. Every lost gives us the opportunity to reflect on the past and focus on the good and the amazing thing that we’ve learned from them.

    I like to think that if we meet our most loved ones many times through our lifetimes. I can’t say if it’s true but it helps me be OK because if you lose a friend, you will eventually have the opportunity to see him again and catch up! 

    Keep on writing!

    • Vivi, Yes all of our life experiences make us stronger and the death of a close friend and loved one  will change us forever. But that change is good. And yes I will meet up with her again one day. 

  6. Hi Laura!Another great post! Life has sometimes other plans for one than the person itself. Why is that? Who told us to be so? So many people on earth and so many unique, different plans for them and different destinies!Me too had friends who passed away to early, in their forties. Left kids, wifes and others behind. Was that their plan? What comes after, the ever standing question …We shall see as well one day … maybe your angels will look after all of us, you, your friend, her friends …We don’t know but the plan is to hope, to make this world a better place … are we doing it?Make angels read your songs and sing for your friend and others … You can plan your plan and the life has its own plan …so many people so many plans …Thanks for sharing your plan!

    • Igor, you have an incredible way of seeing things in a different light. thank you for this. Yes I believe God sends his angels to keep charge over us and I believe one day I will meet my friend again. 

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