This is a poem I wrote after my Dad passed away and after my friend Steve lost his dad. We shared an experience none of our friends had yet endured. Today I still believe we need one another to deal with the depths of grief. And we need the love and healing only Jesus can give us.
Slowly unwind your grief
take the tight coil from inside
we will stretch it with gentle motions
familiar soothing of spirals and knots.
You recall the easing of my coil
apologize for ignoring its chokehold.
I am unable to close my eyes
to the making of the coil
how its core formed as hailstones
cold layers of new ice
surrounding glacial center.
Reach for kindred grief.
Join the society
formed at the end of an alley
under a lone streetlamp.
We lean against brick walls
trade tales of how it was for us
pull shirt collars up
to protect us from the night.
Laura Warfel is a widow, writer, and follower of Jesus Christ. Her greatest joy is to bring others along with her on her faith journey. In 2015, because of the encouragement of the Launch Out Conference and Jon Acuff, she launched More Than A Widow on Facebook and Twitter. Today she blogs, tweets, and posts to help widows (and those who know them) find encouragement, hope, and resources for the journey. Her goal is to help all widows live beyond the label and live as more than a widow.
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