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Love isn't about how much you can get, but how much you can give; it's not about giving up, but holding on; it's not about how you say, 'I love you,' but how you show the one you love that it's true.

::: ::: ::: IMPORTANT UPDATE ::: ::: :::

As of midnight Saturday, January 23, 2010, Fractured Mirror Radio has ceased to exist, at least for the time being. The main focus now, for me, is to turn FracturedMirror.com into a permanent memorial for Amy Copeland. To that end, the radio station is more than I can take care of right now. It's not entirely dead. It's just mothballed for now. I need to devote all my focus to creating and maintaining the memorial. That's what's most important to me. Thank you all for your many years of listening and thank you for your understanding!

Thursday, January 21, 2010

In my searches for legal documents needed, I stumbled up a poem Amy had written for her son and daughter in 2005. They were both taken away from her in a vicious custody battle in 1996. This poem was written during 2005, a time before Amy's daughter, Marley, had come to live with us for a time in 2008. The sheer sentiment and vulnerability in this poem made me reluctant to ever post it here. It is in the spirit of healing that I decided to do so anyhow, as a means of hoping for her children to understand how much their mother loved them. It is followed by a short personal note which breaks my heart every time I read it.

- Stolen Time -

by Amy Copeland

I don't expect you to know

how much my heart glowed,

to hold you both in my arms, as you grew,

hoping you both would realize just how much I loved you.

I hope one day you will both see

how hard it was to lose,

how easily my heart was bruised.

I know one day

you will both expect me to say

the things you will both need to hear,

some trace of words to make this clear.

I never wanted it to be this way,

and I know one day

the Universe will bring us to see,

and one day you will both be able to forgive me.

Broken at a cost,

my heart is lost.

Time has been stolen from us.

Seems as if it has been turned to dust.

I know these words and this poem are the same for you both - but you both mean the world to me, and Kristian, this will be your 1st five years and what happened between your dad and I.

You are my "little man" - you always will be and your father can't take that away from us!

I love, miss and treasure you and my memories of you forever!

Love always and forever,

Your mother (ma)

Amy

Devoted wife, loving daughter, darling mother