Friday, February 1, 2013

 
I'M TRYING
 
I do the best I can -
I get out of bed every day -
Not as quickly any more -
And, never in a carefree way -
But, I'm trying...
 
I'm trying to do a lot of things -
understand the whys -
forget the what-ifs -
forgive the should haves.
 
I put a smile on my face -
I put one foot in front of another -
I make plans -
I stay busy -
Always trying...
 
There is so much to figure out -
Who am I without you?
What would you want me to do?
Am I making you proud?
No amount of trying answers those questions.
 
I move forward -
I've never been me without you -
I want to touch others the way you touched me -
I want to feel free to be happy -
Oh, how I am trying...
 
I think about you constantly -
wonder what you would want -
Do you want me there?
Do you want me here?
I try to answer these without your voice.
 
I get up - I try to smile -
I think of you - still trying to smile -
I go to bed alone - trying not to cry -
All this trying is exhausting...
 
Please know that I am trying..
And in return, I need you to try to, too...
Try to send me signs...
And, try to remember my face
and be there to welcome me home.


2 comments:

  1. This could have been written by me. All so familiar and sad.
    Have you had any signs? I ask for them, look for them, but have not experienced any signs at all.

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  2. Too sad...
    I have had signs. My most comforting sign is my digital picture frame. About two months after Tash died, it started coming on by itself. It never comes on until after I get up - sometimes, not until late afternoon and it is never on when I return home from trips. It comes on when I am sitting on the sofa - whatever time that is. It is a picture frame that the funeral home gave us - with all of Tash's pictures on it. There have been others - all unexplainable. And, I have been blessed with two "visits" - you?

    Thanks for reading -
    T

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