I BRAKE FOR SPEED BUMPS
By David Wainland
Speed bumps, a poor analogy
For the moments of crisis in life
I have always faced those occasions
With the resistance they deserve
No two alike
No two reactions the same
As I approach them
I brake for speed bumps
I brake
I never stop
If you know me
Know my writings
You'll remember the bump
I rode through
July 6, 2003.
The day I learned
My son, Jeremy had died
Only thirty years old
Handsome, smart
Only thirty
I thought it the end of my world
The end of life
It wasn't
There are many reasons
To go on living
His wife now married
Skylar, his daughter
Joyful, blond and siix
My daughter, Lisbeth, my strength
Compassionate Mark, her husband
Their children, adopted
Handsome Matthew from Guatemala
Beautiful Hannah from Virginia
My loving sister Laurie
My love, my heart, my wife, Jamie
Family and friends
My writing, my art
My faith
Life itself
July 6, 2009 the anniversary
I faced the sadness
Once again
I brake
I do not stop.


Comments: 28
What a heartfelt tribute David. I feel your pain my friend. So many memories, and look at al the family you have. A lot to be thankful for. Keep writing.
=( embrace~
You done a heartbreaking~soul filling tribute to your beautiful son~
~embrace for you and Jamie and everyone who misses him so~so much still now and forevermore~
Thank you for posting to GG~featured
Poignant and loving. This almost made me cry. I am sorry. Thank you for posting to our group.
beautiful. I am sorry for your loss...but very glad that you didn't stop
David, I don't have the words. This is lovely and loving. Keep your foot on the accelerator with intermittent braking as you've been doing all along.
sad and I feel sad for you,David.
How sad and joyful at the same time. You miss what is not here. But are joy filled to what else has been brought instead.
I am very sorry for your loss.
Thanks for posting to my group, Anythingwriting
David, I can only offer my heart to listen, my hand to hold, my ear to listen and my shoulder to cry on.
Your poem was in lovely form; heart breaking and uplifting.
Beautiful, bittersweet words David . . . as always I enjoy your wonderful writing. I'm glad you only brake for speed bumps, there is much to live for - thank you for the reminder.
This is so touching, brought tears to my eyes. Words can't describe how great I thought this is. Hugs to you.
I cannot imagine anything harder than losing a child. I'm so sorry
Some speed bumps can rattle your frame no matter how slowly you go over them. Life goes on but memories linger. Hopefully only the good memories survive. I will be thinking of your family on the sixth.
Hreat wrenching. I am sorry but am with you.
Well done!!!!
An incredible tribute so sad and so great, as life is.
Its great that you saw many reasons to go on. Sadly, not everyone does that.
well written
Wonderful use of the metaphor, David.
David, I am honored to read your poem and share in a small part of this journey. When we can share our grief and also share our path through it, we build strength into all those who will follow and truly, we all will follow. Just beautiful and healing as well.
Karen said it much better than I could have, David. we FEEL for you, my friend
I am so sorry for your loss. This has to be one of the worst pains a person could go through. My mother-in-law lost a 12 year old daughter in a horrible accident many many years ago and I asked her one time how did she survive herself. Her reply was that "you think you are going to die, but you don't". Time softens the hurt but it never goes away it just gets easier to bear. I'm so sorry.
Sounds like you are doing real good. I know your wife needs the hugs and support also. The broken heart of a mother is difficult to heal. Give her lots of hugs. You both need them.
hugs hugs hugs......
David ~ This is really well written from your heart. HUGS & MORE HUGS . . .
Your Friend,
Rene
I am so glad that I saw what you posted today, so that I could come back and catch up with what you have been writing the past few days. This brought tears to my eyes, and I admire your strength. I think, were it me, I might have stopped. I am so glad, that you didn't.
I never realized that he was within a year of my age. . . I would have been 30 on July 16, 2003