Today’s Prompt: Health Activist Choice Day 2! Write about whatever you like.
The losses, so many losses
my mind struggles to comprehend.
The year has been a blur
I cannot keep up with the grief.
My life has been about strength,
never staying down for long.
Now I am broken, the pieces are scattered,
missing pieces never to be found.
The light in my soul is barely a flicker,
the flame will not light the way.
Until reached, no one knows what their “breaking point’ is,
now I know mine.
I can lose many parts of me,
always finding the strength to change and carry on.
Add the loss of a love so dear,
and I cannot find the strength.
If not for the love of another,
my life would have no meaning.
Grief, anger, love, tears, memories…
all things we share, with each loss.
We lean on each other,
each needing the strength.
The strength to live with,
all the losses.
12 thoughts on “Needing Strength – Writer’s Choice- #HAWMC 23”
I’m so sorry, and I know exactly how you feel. I feel the same way. It will get better. My prayers are with you and hubby. Laurie
Very great poem…. get all of that out. It is so important to express the grief and difficulties life has thrown at you. You expressed it beautifull here. I am so sad that you are feeling this way. 😦
Thank you Muse, I have to say, I got the inspiration for writing this from your poem. I know I haven’t been commenting as much, and might not for a while, but I’m reading….I promise. ❤ wendy
I know you are sweet lady… do what you can do. ♥
I am glad my poem inspired you! That is a huge compliment… thank you 🙂
Very beautiful and moving poem. When you’re ready, my hand is here to help you up.
I don’t know why I’m just seeing this comment now…but how sweet.
I know you are my friend. You have been helping. A lot.
Please know, I’m here for you too. (have you had enough chicken yet??)
We’re having lemon chicken tonight. want some?
Captures the sadness that can engulf you at times. Beautiful painting, too. But sad. I hope you’re not feeling like this right now.
Actually I am. I wrote it yesterday. I normally try to end things on a positive note, and I’m trying to get there, but Sandy’s passing, on top of everything else I’ve lost this past year….well I just feel broken. I’m sure I’ll get back together, but I’m also sure some pieces will be missing. Sandy really was a huge part of our family, and my best friend (other than Stuart). may sound strange to many, but this could only have hurt worse if it had been my husband that died. She was that close to me. Stuart’s having a hard time too, but he handles it better. thank you for your concern. I thought the painting showed sadness, perhaps grief, but you can see the strength that is still there in her face. I hope I can feel that way. I’m trying very hard…and I know my strength is there, it’s just buried a bit right now. again, thank you.
I’m sorry to hear about Sandy. I must have missed that post (I’m moving right now). My dog “Shaky” Scott Sigmund Freud is by my side and a constant companion. I’ve shed tears over his illnesses, and I dread the thought of losing him someday. When I’m down, he lifts me up … and you are down, and she wants you to look up and see her. My dog is closer than most of my relatives. They understand you, never turn on you…just that unconditional love. I hate to see others hurting. Know I care.
Thank you Edith, I feel the same way about my pets….especially Sandy, she was my baby girl. A lot of people do not, can not, understand the excruciating pain I am going through right now. Our cat is helping, he has been stuck to me since Sandy’s death. He misses her too. Sometimes I see him looking for her in her usual places. When we leave and come back without her, he looks for her. The whole family is grieving, but me most of all. She was my girl, she saw me through so much, and was always there for me. Thank you for your comment, it means a lot. wendy
Loss, of a friend, a companion, a member of the family is never easy; add on your health issues/concerns, then sadness mingles with the grief. I think we grieve what we have lost due to a shift in health (for the worst) as we might grieve other things.
Although it sounds trite, hang in there. Your mom and Sandy will send something good your way soon!
Cry as much as you need to…because you are hurting at a significant loss. Everywhere you turn you have reminders of Sandy. Everything you do reminds you of her. It’s not like you can walk away from the hurt…because just walking around Sandy would have been following you. She could not have had a better life … she had you, hence living a long, happy, and healthy life. Sandy says from heaven: “Thanks Mom, and I’ll See You Again Someday!”