O’siyo Robert “White Crow” and Cheryl Cornwall,
You have just experienced one of the most difficult losses there is--the loss of your son, of course you know this better than anyone at this difficult time. You have our deepest sympathy. The unexpectedness of a child’s death is a very complicating factor in a grieving experience. We do not expect to lose our children to death, we continue to think we will go before them.
You "just cannot believe it" this is your body's way of protecting yourself from such a devastating experience. As you are more and more able to believe that it has really happened, you will encounter other phases of the grief process. And with reference to the crying, no one's grief should ever be measured by the amount of tears they have cried. On the subject of tears, I once read, "No one has to cry, anyone may cry, some should cry."
When a parent has experienced the death of their child. There may be Compassionate Friends in your area that may well provide you with some help. It finally all comes right down to you accepting the death of your son. You are the only person who knows exactly what you are feeling about this experience. Follow your heart and listen to your son’s spirit he will help you get through this difficult time; think about what he would want you to do.
This is very important, take care of yourself. This is going to be a long trail I guess you could call it, “The Trail of Heartache” that will have its ups and downs. You will find people who you know will be supportive of you. I do believe you will be strong enough to accept this and let your son guide you through and put you back on, “The Trail of Adventure.” We wish you the very best as you begin this very important voyage!
Hugs to you and yours and Remember you are not alone.. Our thoughts and Prayers are with you..
Alapaha River Band of Cherokee
Written by: Chief “Walk With Spirit”
For: Elder “White Crow”
In honor of his Son; Robert Gerald Cornwall, Jr.
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Michael’s Doorway
Michael has come to the Doorway to Heaven.
Content on the path of gold he will walk,
In anticipation of the radiance of the light.
He has an amazing vision; in front of him there is a glowing light
Within his heart he knows it is the place he will find peace.
He has been awaiting his walk on the path of gold.
Michael’s life journey is a completed one;
A short journey has brought much love, sorrow and pain.
Now he is at the beginning of a new journey...
He is now in the next stage of eternal life...
Each and everyone of us will go on the same journey,
we will walk our path of Gold into the radiance of light
This is our connection to one another...
A common path that no one can escape.
Written by: Joan Thomas Nelson
In memory of Michael Douglas
For my Friend (his mother)Donna Douglas Thurnau
Here is the poem in remembrance of my daughter.
The Promise
When your journey
It shall end
Fear not, my child
For He'll be there
With out stretched hands
Place your tiny
Hand in His
Trust this man, who died for our sins
A man who's love
Knows no bounds
To a place where
There's peace within
So go, my child
And with him stay
Till again I hold you in my arms one day.
I promise you this: I did and always will love you, my darling little angel!
Dedicated to: My Darling Little Angel
Written by: Sandra Smart