A couple of years ago, things started really changing with my grandparents. It was a lot to process at the time. One of the ways I often make sense of things is poetry. In December of 2018, I shared a poem that I wrote about things that were happening with my Grandma at the time.
As I've been continuing to walk this in the last few months, I found that I was writing more of what felt like much the same poem as I shared in 2018. This part is a couple of months old now. I wrote it after visiting my Grandma on Mother's Day, back in May.
I see you there
Fighting to
follow
The words that
are spoken
Uncertain of
what’s going on
I see you there
Dependent on
others
To move and for
care
Unable to do
what you choose
I see you there
A smile peeks
through
A moment, a
glimpse
Of the Grandma I
know
Reading
Scripture aloud
Singing old
hymns
The things you’ve
held dear
And modelled for
us
I bend down to
hug you
You melt in my
arms
No strong arms
reach back
As they used to
do
I miss all your
hugs
The way you held
tight
It’s my turn
right now
To hug you well
Grandma, I love
you
Feels not enough
Words can’t express
Just how I feel
I’ve missed you
for long
It’s not been
the same
You’re there and
you’re not
All in one
breath
I see you there
I choose to let
go
Trusting our
Savior
Who loves you
the most
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