my friends tell me, “you are so strong”
those that don’t know us tell me, “You can move on”
I have heard it all from “God has someone else for you” to “he will send the right one to you”
I said today was a new day, but it feels familiarly old in a different way…
the difference is that I had to face a new trial this morning, alone…
and it was one of those you would have talked me through…but you’re gone
you can’t appreciate the walk unless you’ve had to crawl
and you won’t appreciate a good cry until you have to bawl
you won’t know the significance of the two’s until you experience life in fours
and tragedy is not tragedy, until it is yours.
the struggle is not real until you trudge through miles and miles of snow
so tread lightly my friend, many will arrive, but all cannot go.
I leave you with this, I accept this heavy load, and I’ll carry it with care
This cross I will carry, for it is mine to bear.
remember, tragedy is not truly tragedy until it is yours.
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God bless you my friend
thank you Kathy
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