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PLEASE SIT WITH ME (Tom Zuba)

If you’re never had to decide

between

burying the body of your beloved

or having it cremated

this one’s for you.

Please don’t run away.

Please don’t be one of the many

and there will be way too many to count

or to remember

who abandon me.

I need you.

Still.

More than I ever have.

Please don’t stop calling me

even if I don’t respond.

When I am able

I will.

Please don’t stop texting me.

Daily.

To let me know that you care.

Even if I don’t acknowledge you.

Right now I can’t.

I just can’t.

I am drowning.

I am preserving my energy

so I can continue to breathe.

Please don’t stop sending me cards.

To remind me that I matter.

To you.

And that you haven’t forgotten

my beloved.

Please know that you can’t fix me.

I think we both wish you could.

But you can’t.

And I know that must be hard for you.

But you can accompany me.

You can accompany me.

Step

by step

by step.

The journey will be longer than we anticipated.

The lows may be lower than we thought imaginable.

The pain more excruciating than we thought possible.

And the questions.

The questions will rise up

over

and over

and over agin.

But if I know

that I have you

and you are willing

to sit on the bench.

Just sit on the bench next to me.

So I don’t feel all alone.

In time

and with lots of work

the unbearable

will become bearable.

The unbearable will become bearable

And I will have you to thank.

I will have you to thank.

And when it is your turn.

Which surely it will be.

I will be there for you.

Sitting on the bench.

Sitting on the bench.

And the unbearable will become bearable.

For you too.

There is a new way.

And it is rooted

deeply

in love.

If this resonates

please share

so the others will know.

💛💛💛

My first book

Permission to Mourn

is available at Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Permission-Mourn-New-Way-Grief/dp/1600475655/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1470162586&sr=8-1&keywords=tom+zuba