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Pamela

Bradshaw

Hope for My Daughter

I am 46, for the past 7 of those years I have been the primary caregiver for my daughter Mandy who was in a car accident at the age of 19. She lives at home with us, the

Doctors say she will never recover, she can’t speak, eat or move on her own…but she

Has the biggest smile in the world and that is our Hope. God is in her smile, her being.

I am the wife of Rick, my rock and also the mother of Joey, my joy.

 

Oh my sweet Mandy, the plans you had

The world in your hand

In your eyes your future was clear, you had no fear

Of the times to come.

Going through the things in your bedroom is hard for me

Sorting them out and packing them away

Finding things you thought no one would see,

But you,

A journal with your dreams of tomorrow,

All your regrets and sorrows.

Your dream married name, scribbled over and over again,

Nothing is ever going to be quite the same again

For you and me.

I don’t want to pack away your room

I don’t want to go down memory lane

I can’t right now,

I need you to be,

What my heart and soul sees,

I’m not ready to part with your childish  pieces of art,

Nor do I have to be.

I miss you so much,

Your voice, your funny looks, your touch.

For now, I’ll leave your room be,

Should God grant us the mercy

For you to rise up and see,

Just how many people love you

And how many hearts agree,

That we want you back with us,

Until then I must go on with God’s help,

And prayers from friends, and hope.

And Lord please don’t let  me ever forget

This is not the end of the story.

There will be much, much more

When we are reunited in Glory.