A friend shared a very personal story about a recent loss and grief on social media. Reading that post reminded me of my own experiences with loss, and it helped me remember how much more we all have in common than the things that divide us. We all love and experience loss. We all grieve.
Just reading my friend's story made me feel better about my own experiences and, with that in mind, I’m sharing a piece of my story in the hope that it might help someone else process their own loss and experiences with grief.
I lost my mom when I was in my twenties. She died from complications related to surgery. I was able to be with my mom prior to her surgery, and for that I am grateful. But the surgery was a difficult one, and she didn’t survive it. Our focus as a family prior to the surgery was on positive outcomes, so we never really said our goodbyes.
I wish I could have had that final conversation with her — the one where I got to say I love you and goodbye and watch over us, and we’ll see you again one day. So, I wrote this poem years ago as a love letter to my mom and a better ending to the story where I was able to tell her I loved her one last time. I hope it brings you comfort if you are dealing with grief.
Today’s the day we say goodbye.
I know you're sad, but please don’t cry.
There’s no more pain. No more disease.
No constant prayers. No desperate pleas.
There’s only light, and angel’s wings.
And everywhere, there are wondrous things.
So, take my hand, and hold it tight.
And know for sure I’ll be alright.
And when you're sad or feeling blue,
I’ll be right there just out of view.
I love you now. I loved you then.
I’ll love you till we meet again.