I Wish I Had You Way Back Then (to the grieiving community)

I wish I had you way back then.

When she was sick.

And I was watching her die.

I wish I knew you existed.

When I angrily cursed to a Higher Power.

And asked, “Why?”

I wish I had you way back then.

When I needed more than just a friend.

I could have used a word from someone who had been through it.

A helpful word. You could have sent.

I wish I had you way back then.

When the vision before me.  I could take no more.

I wish I could have reached out to you.

You could have told me that I would survive. This unimaginable horror.

I wish I had you way back then.

As I sobbed so loudly.  Yet, I made sure she could not hear.

I wish I had someone who had survived the same pain.

To sit with me.  And share a tear.

I wish I had you way back then.

When I myself. Wanted to die.

You could have told me what I tell others now.

Focus on survival.  That is the first thing to do.

Learning to live again is second.

‘‘I promise, in time – it will happen for you.’’

I wish I had you way back then.

When making it to the next second. Seemed a task too great to bear.

To tell me in time that would be ok.  To acknowledge my belief, that none of this was fair.

I wish I had you way back then.

For the support you give me now.

I’m so thankful that I found you when I did.

Together, those of us who have made it through.

Must show the rest of the world how.