Oct 13, 2002
Eleven Weeks written 10/10/02
So much strength is needed to get through the day.
Today you have been gone 11 weeks.
Your death still feels very fresh
The pain just doesn't subside.
At times this all seems like a bad dream.
I expect to wake and find you are still with us.
It seems like you are just away
I still expect the phone to ring and to hear your voice.
I do know reality though.
I realize you are not just away.
I know there will never be a phone call again.
I know you are really gone.
Your ashes will be scattered this spring.
I pray that will be a time of healing.
Our hearts are broken, they can't be mended
But a gentle healing has begun.
I will try to be strong in the days ahead.
I know you want me to go on.
I hope you know how much I cared.
I'm accepting that life does go on.