Felt like I was in slow motion.
Grief wears you down,
Weighs you down.
I didn't put up a tree.
I couldn't bear it.
My sweet friend loaned me a small
Ceramic one to place on my
Table beside the couch.
Gifts meant nothing to me except for
His gift.
And Jesus got me through the
Holidays.
I ache for my friends this Christmas who
Are newly bereaved, for Connie, Rose,
Juanita, Liz, Lana, Sandra, Alice, and
More.
I told a recent widow, "Do as much or
As little as you feel like doing and
Don't feel guilty about it."
One day she'll again be able to
Decorate,
Celebrate.
But it's also true.
For those of us who are left
Behind, our Christmas joy will
Forevermore be tinged with
Sorrow.