Dominique D'Andre Watson Jr

Shanice – From the bottom of my heart my condolences go out to you. Please reach out if you need anything.

In the quiet chambers of my soul, I dwell,
A fortress built of strength, for family’s sake,
Each day a testament to stoic grace,
Yet deep within, my heart begins to swell.

For how can I be strong when sorrow knocks,
The loss of you, my child, a constant ache,
I wear this mask, a façade of calm repose,
Yet every breath, a silent, breaking sob.

I wrestle with denial’s cruel embrace,
Pretending not to see the depth of pain,
Yet innately, I know this wound is deep,
Life altered by a void, a hollow space.

Oh Jesus, Man of Sorrows, hear my plea,
Show me the way to grieve, to let it flow,
For You, acquainted with all human grief,
Can guide me through this storm, this agony.

I long to find a place where tears can fall,
A safe haven where I can release the flood,
Forholding back the pain, it festers more,
And robs me of the healing love can call.

Teach me to mourn, to wail, to truly feel,
To not diminish what has torn my heart,
For in acknowledging the depth of loss,
I find the path to Christ’s redemptive seal.

I need to see the fullness of His power,
To understand that in my deepest pain,
There lies a promise of redemption’s light,
A hope that blooms within the darkest hour.

But this can only come if I lay bare,
The shattered pieces of my broken soul,
To minimize the pain would be to steal,
The chance for Christ to truly make me whole.

So, Jesus, guide me through this valley deep,
Let not my tears be hindered by my pride,
For in my weakness, Your strength is revealed,
And in my sorrow, Your love I’ll keep.

I am the mother who must carry on,
Yet I am also one who needs to weep,
To grieve the loss, to feel the pain within,
And find in You, my Savior, strength reborn.

In Your embrace, I’ll find my solace true,
The Man of Sorrows, well acquainted, knows,
That in this journey, grief and grace entwine,
And through my tears, Your redemptive light shows.