Today, a short poem to commemorate another moment that brings the stark recognition of my daughter’s absense. There is no timetable for grief. That is what I am learning in the time following Katherine’s departure January 9, 2021.
Others march on into their brave new world’s blessings, but grieving the loss of a child is like having a deep wound, scabbed over that is torn open every day. The same blood, from the same body, but different… because this wound cannot heal. Not this side of ever after. C.S. Lewis put it this way, “How often — will it be for always? — how often will the vast emptiness astonish me like a complete novelty and make me say, “I never realized my loss till this moment”? The same leg is cut off time after time.”
Today is the first day of Summer
and you’re not here
The heaviness crushing my heart
is too much to bear
If I could take back every yesterday
and trade them all for you near-
would that replace the empty space in my heart
where grief resides with fear?
Dawn Paoletta likes to write, ignore rules, and confess her transgressions while driving. She believes caffeine enhances her personality, and is self -admittedly, the only living expert on the subject of how to conduct one’s vehicle at a 4-way stop sign. Check out more here.
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Such a beautiful soul – like her mom and dad 💕
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Dear Dawn, My heart goes out to you this morning. I understand your fresh grief that comes back with each passing of seasons and holidays and ordinary days. Life will never be exactly the same again. Oh, we move on to new things and try to pick up our old life the best we can, but it will never be the same. Memories come back to flood our hearts and the tears overflow like a bucket left out in the rain. The best advice I can give from a mother who has been there is to cherish those precious memories, and continue to allow the grief to heal you. Every new day is a day for healing through the pain and sorrow. Plant a tree or flower in your darling girl’s memory. Do something for someone else who may be hurting in loving memory of your sweet girl. Help her to live on in the choices you make and the lives you touch as a result. One day at a time…your story touches other people’s lives and helps bring healing to them. You are in my heart and mind today. (((hugs))) my friend.
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