The holiday season is celebrated all over the world. Different traditions in the various countries are shared in a joyous and loving atmosphere. ( Holiday Information )
No matter where you live, this is a "happy" time of year. For suicide survivors, it is a time of sharing memories of the special person they have lost, loneliness - especially, if the person they lost was all that they had, wishing that their loved one was still on this Earth and sometimes, the holidays create great pain.
We have created this special holiday page as a tool to help survivors remember and memorialize the one they have lost, in an effort to ease their pain and aid them on their healing journey.
Here, you may place a tree or a poinsetta in this beautiful snow filled scene, in memory of the one you have lost. Along with the tree or poinsetta, you are welcome to post a short holiday message to them. Please use the email button below to send us your choice and include the name of your loved one, their dates, your name and relationship to your loved one, and where your loved one lived. You may send a memorial website address to be included also. We will add your submission at our first available moment. Everyone is welcome to send submissions. You need not be a member of our organization or any of our affiliates to send a submission.
If you have a holiday grief poem or holiday music that reflects your traditions, we encourage you to send it to us to include it on this beautiful page. We would like all traditions and cultures to be represented.
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May your holiday season be filled with peace, love and beautiful memories of your precious loved one.
“My First Christmas In Heaven”
I see the countless Christmas trees around the world below
with tiny lights, like Heaven's stars reflecting on the snow.
The sight is so spectacular. Please wipe away the tear
For I am spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year.
I hear the many Christmas songs that people hold so dear
But the sounds of music can't compare
with the Christmas choir up here.
I have no words to tell you, the joy their voices bring.
For it is beyond description, to hear the angels sing.
I know how much you miss me,
I see the pain inside your heart.
But I am not so far away We really aren't apart.
So be happy for me, dear ones, You know I hold you dear,
And be glad I'm spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year.
I sent you each a special gift, from my heavenly home above,
of my undying love.
After all, love is a gift more precious than pure gold.
It was always most important In the stories Jesus told.
Please love and keep each other, as my Father said to do.
For I can't count the blessing or the love
He has for each of you.
So have a Merry Christmas and wipe away that tear.
Remember, I am spending Christmas
with Jesus Christ this year.....
1998 Copyright Wanda Bencke
Chanukah Thoughts
At this season of lights,
We remember the light you brought into our lives:
The light of your laughter,
The light of your wit and intelligence,
The light of your love.
May the time not be distant when the memory of these lights will illuminate our hearts and minds and eradicate the darkness therein.
Author Unknown My Christmas Memory
My mother's gone now,
yet, each year at Christmas time
my mind goes back a few years
and, somehow, it seems as if she's here.
I remember happy times --
the crackling fire, the smoking stove,
the smell of fresh, boiled ham,
and a child's-eye view of nut-filled cakes --
candy cakes that set my heart a-burst with joy!
And I shall ne'er forget the dumplings and the hen,
that bird so plump and scrumptious
that let me know Christmas time was here again!
Oh, yes, our little home was filled with cheer,
although no earthly wealth was present
with twinkling lights and glowing trees.
The light was in my eyes,
the merry bell was in my heart.
And hers.
Yes, they say my mother's gone,
but in memory she's here.
I'm grown-up now.
There are youngsters in my glowing house,
a house of twinkling lights and festive bell.
Maybe, I pray, when I am gone,
they, too, may journey back to Christmas time
and find a memory good enough to tell.
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