Staring at his sneakers
Parked for eternity next to his side of the bed
I feel the weight of my grief,
A mantle of lead on my shoulders.
My own mantra haunts me.
“One foot in front of the other”
I said as we persevered together.
Those were happier times
When hope still flickered.
Staring at his sneakers
Parked for eternity next to his side of the bed
I am reminded
That only one of us
Still walks in the shadow of death.
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Writer of creative nonfiction, retired teacher, pet mom, mom of two adult humans, nana to two wee ones. Avid cook, yogi, gym rat, art lover; maybe too earnest for my own good.
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Thank you.
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Thank YOU.
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I can feel the weight of it too. Blessings.
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Thank you so much.
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” …only one of us/Still walks in the shadow of death”: so powerful and heartbreaking and true. Sometimes light flickers inside the shadow, and the shadow is always our companion to the light of our lives.
I just finished the large box of dental floss my husband had ordered before he died and it still hurt a bit three years later. Thank you for letting us walk with you. Blessings on your journey.
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Thank You. I’m finding it so hard. Even coming back to read the comments took me back into that feeling, no doubt why it has taken me a few days. You are such a role model for me, and I thank you for that.
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Wow!
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Thank You.
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Very tender Trish. Marilynn
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I hope that writing helps you in dealing with your grief. This is a beautiful piece!
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Thank you.
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I’m not much for poetry, but this one hit home.
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It seemed the right format. I don’t write poetry, but this just wrote itself. Thank you for feeling it.
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❤
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Thank You.
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My heart is with you.
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And mine with you.
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I always enjoy your posts even though sometimes painful.
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Thank you Geoff.
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Terribly poignant. I know that one of us will go before the other and it will feel like this.
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I hope not for a long time, Elizabeth…
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I hope so too but as we are in our 70’s we have no clue when.
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So true. Dan was 71, alas.
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Oh my. That sounds so young now doesn’t it?
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Powerful
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