After Analyzing

I have been going over the last 17 months, step by step, analyzing the ups and downs and the waves and the depression.  I came to the realization there is one initial huge loss when a loved one dies, but before, during and especially after, there are daily losses.  Sometimes there will be one during a day, but because of circumstances or events the entire day will be filled with losses that slap you in the face and take your breath away.  Hence, the following poem:

 

Many Losses

The losses began

With words of

Cancer, stage IV, and hospice.

The biggest and most visible loss

Was the day you left the earth.

Each day since has brought

Losses so small yet so significant.

An empty chair, a sigh,

A mowed lawn, a snore,

Laughing at our grandson,

Camping, fishing,

Plans

Dreams

Hugs

The future.

P A Wade

2014