In Honor of Gold Star Mother’s Day…In remembrance…

by | Oct 1, 2012

http://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gold_Star_Mothers_Club

I am so pleased and honored to share the following very moving poem and thoughts from Lynne Koch, daughter of Christine Koch.  Christine lost both her son and daughter as a result of war.  This was an overwhelming tragedy, and consequently a life long journey of healing from the trauma.  Christine makes a difference every day for all veterans and their families everywhere…

Steve Sparks
Author
Reconciliation: A Son’s Story

  • I Wanted You To Know……

    I Was Sitting Here In Heaven
    And Having A Wonderful Day.
    I Started Thinking About You
    And All The Things I Didn’t Get A Chance To Say.
    I Don’t Want You To Worry About Me
    And Please Don’t Shed Any Tears,
    Because I Will Wait For You In Heaven,
    If It Takes A Hundred Years.
    Everything I Had On Earth
    I Have In Heaven Too!
    My First Day Here
    My Body Became Brand New.
    It Is Really Pretty Here
    And I Love My New Home,
    Although Your Heart Is Broken
    Because My Body Is Gone.
    My Love Will Always Be There
    As You Go Along The Way,
    Just Take A Peek Inside Your Heart
    There Is Where I’ll Stay.
    Know That I Loved My Family
    And All My Friends Too,
    My Thoughts Will Be With Each Of You
    Your Whole Life Through.

    Lynne C Koch ~ 5-6-2010 ~ , she being a causalty of the pain of a lost brother who protected our country and freedom.

    ‘In a situation of this caliber, the heart is inconsolable. It is torn in shreds, and it weeps forevermore. We all have lost many and we all feel that these days are but a mystery. One which leaves us wandering through a labyrinth of grief, denial, anger, and confusion to no avail. We find ourselves weeping, grieving, loathing, and yet we move forward. We do not move on. We are far too incapable. For our mundane lives have been tragically ripped from our beings. When once a sunrise meant so many new beginnings, it now rises to merely blossom what’s left of the flowers at the ending of a season. I find no glory in this sunrise, no comfort. I find no hope in this new day. My brother is gone.” ~ Lynne Koch~

  • About the author

    Steve Sparks is a retired information technology sales and marketing executive with over 35 years of industry experience, including a Bachelors’ in Management from St. Mary’s College. His creative outlet is as a non-fiction author, writing about his roots as a post-WWII US Navy military child growing up in the 1950s-1960s.
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