Memories of the past should in time become sweet. Yet when loosing someone to cancer, as they pass away in your arms, it is sometimes difficult for all the memories to be sweet. Help me help others as I compile fifty stories of how cancer has affected your life. Help me put this book together in order to bless others with all proceeds after cost going to Hospice. This is not about money…but about love for our fellow man.


The End Of A Year

I lay my head down this day to sleep away my silent fears.
I awoke alone in the black darkness of this last night of the year.
A heavy fog was present, as seen through the back glass of time.
I pondered the trials of this year, and look forward to saying goodbye to 2009.

I only pray that 2010 will be the start of new life born again anew.
Yet even in this Leah, no matter the number of the passage of days,
No matter the expanse of time, I guess in some way I will always remember you.

All I have to do is to see Alexandria Rose, and hold her in my arms, and you are there.
She is like you in so many ways with her little curtsy down to the blond curls in her hair.
This was the second Christmas and the second New Year that you are not here.
Yet I believe this one was worse because I was so much in denial of your passing than on the first.

You know what they say about the New Year, do you not?
Out with the old, and in with the new, and old times not forgot.
So I will be packing away this year all your precious little things.
I will be looking toward tomorrow and clinging to the hope it brings.

J. Allen Wilson © 12/31/2009