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These two lovebirds are finally together again. 🖤😢 Baba Jamei, my world is darker without you and grandma in it. I miss you already. Rest In Peace. #loss #life #grandpa #grandparents #heart #death #missyou #love #sad #heartbroken
Not a great week for me but still in first place on one #nflfantasyfootball #nfl #fantasyfootball #pickem #loss
“I am selfish, impatient, and a little insecure. I make mistakes,  I am out of control, and, at times, hard to handle;  but if you can’t handle me at my worst,  then you don’t deserve me at my Best.” ~Marilyn Monroe  #jussayin #foodforthought #love #being #human #honesty #give #lose #loss #grief #goodbye #hello #scorpioseason 🐱#jrwordsnmusic #thefalconofmanhattan
I think of you every single day. It doesn’t have to be mother’s day or your memorial day for me to feel triggered. I am triggered every day I miss seeing your face in the morning, kissing you goodnight, or just coming home and not finding you there. The place is no longer home, even though your smell still lingers - Though it feels more home than anything else in this world, but nothing compares to the old days. I think of you when someone nags about their homemade food and it makes me miss the smell of yours. I think of you when someone pushes their mom away for being too anxious and it makes me yearn for your phone calls asking where I am. The hardest thing I had to endure is learning to live without you - I wish this lesson was never forced on me, but it was. What a lesson and what an enduring pain it brought along 💔 It never left me a day and still I wouldn’t imagine life without it, anyway. If it connects me to you, then it’s worth enduring🙏🏻 TheHummingBird Pascale E. Nakhlé  #thehummingbird14#human#daughter#mother#bond#relationship#affection#attachment#security#love#missingyou#whereareyounow#grief#journey#pain#movingon#neverwithoutyou#missingyou#hurts#myheart#lesson#enduring#loss#self#spaceforhealing
Disappear  I want to run away... ...to the beach where I can cry into the ocean share my pain with the waves. ...to the mountains where I can  scream into the wide open give my hurt to the trees and wildflowers. ...anywhere far away so I can forget if only for a moment.  disappear for a day a week forever.  Just to get away from this  existence pain sorrow inevitable heartbreak.  #poetry #poetry #poetsofinstagram #poems #poemofinstagram #anxiety #disappear #heartbreak #aurelialorrainepoetry #aurelia #poem #poemporn #poetryporn #cancer #cancerspouse #loss
part one
To, The clothes in the tent that are no longer there  I know this might sound a little weird. I mean, I might look like a psycho trying to write a letter to something that cannot speak, but I have no other choice. The problem is, she never told me her name. Neither do I have her contact or know about her whereabouts. Hence, this letter.  It was one of the best nights of my life and I remember everything clearly, despite being drunk. We met at a bar on the beach. It was late evening and the sun had already set. I was at the counter drinking my favourite bottle of scotch when I saw her, walking past me to order a glass of whiskey. One thing led to another and before we knew it, we were walking side by side on the beach, without any worries. We were drunk and we didn’t introduce each other, which is probably why we were so comfortable around each other.  After having walked for a good mile, we came across a couple of tents that were part of a camping group. She told me she was with them and invited me into her tent. I simply nodded and followed her inside. I remember vividly how the tent was designed only for one person, so we had to sit really close to each other to fit in. She was sitting right next to me, her head resting on my shoulders. We decided to play a game where we take one piece of our clothes off if we tell a lie and the other person catches it. After a few minutes, both of us had told enough lies that we were practically naked, seated in front of each other. I remember how I moved closer, held her face with both my hands and leaned in for a kiss. Before I could make sense of what was happening, we had taken off whatever clothes we still had on and were passionately kissing each other, while our hands explored each other. We took turns trying out everything we’ve ever imagined doing to our partner. We kept going till both of us were completely exhausted.  When I woke up the next morning, she was gone, without leaving any trace. I’ve been looking
Something I wrote today when I was distracted. Needs a lot of work, but stands as a solid base for a future poem. Maybe I’ll finish it someday.  #poems #poetry #pray #faith #loss #poem #rhyme #work #base #newpoems #relatable #memories #sad #anxious #sinking #wheredidigowrong  #words #deep #saying #read #poets
Gonna take a nap right quick • • • • • • • • • #edgy #memes #meme #dank #roblox #minecraft #videogames #trending #dankmemes #spicymemes #filthyfrank #bakedbeens #offensivememes#yeezy#school#cool#ultrafunny#bean#dankmemes#despacito#demilovato#bigl#spaghetti#lettuce#kimkardashian#coolnigga#loss#lossmeme#tylerthecreator
I miss this boy everyday, it’s reminders like this that keep me going! My brother my best friend. I think of you always 💔🖤♥️ #love #loss #punk #shitshow #punks #family #myboo #memories #myboy #myheart #heartbroken
C. S. Lewis is one of my favorite authors and this quote is very relevant... (The second slide is just an awesome rose I worked with last week) #cslewis #love #loss
They say the body remembers. Actually, I don’t know if they do or if that is just the title of a book I read once. Either way, it’s true, and if it isn’t a book title, it should be. • My body remembers grief. Like a worn path, it’s ready to point itself down that direction. It knows how a memory or a song or the way a little girl’s hair is braided will suddenly grip up the stomach, put an ice cube down the back and fill eyes to the brim. • I keep saying, “stop it, body. The kids aren’t gone. It’s not time to grieve.” But my body knows better. It knows it’s coming and so grief has begun prematurely. I think I go back and forth between denial (“you never know what can happen in foster care...”) and bargaining. The house is clean, the laundry folded, the lunches made and I’m going to bed on time like a good girl. Look God, look how well we’re doing. Maybe... • But I know. And this is what we sign up for. And I’m not saying my grief is special or close to the grief a bio parent feels or a child who loses much more. • I’m just saying it’s mine. And today I’m sad. And for some reason I have that dumb Sesame Street song in my head where Big Bird says he’s glad it’s raining outside so no one sees his tears, and it’s really got me ticked, because 1. this is real, and 2. Sesame Street is for sure going to be a grief trigger in the future. Along with trains and frogs and Uno and The British Baking Show. •  But I’m glad the sun isn’t out. It better not show its face today. I’m sad. . . . #thisisfostercare #fostercare #fostermom #itsworthit #butimsad #momhood #parenting #grief #momgrief #loss #sharefostering #everydayfostering #lovethemfearlessly
“Dukh ka jeevan main aana toh humare haath main nahi, parr uska hamari zindagi main theherna, woh hamare haath main hain...” #indianquotes #motivationquotes #inspirationalquotes #positivevibes #inspire #motivate #positivity #positive #behappy #staypositive #pain #sorrow #hurt #heartbroken #loss #innerpeace #follow @theilluisionist

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