Another year
was ushered in.
Just another in a long line
of New Years
you
didn’t
live
long enough to see.
Another year
with fireworks and revelry.
As I sit in quiet anguish,
reminded of all the
coulda
woulda
shoulda’s
your life will never be.
Another year
in which they’ll say,
“Time heals all wounds”.
But after too many years,
I’m
still
waiting
in silent misery.
This website was inspired by the memory of Margareta Sol Kubitz in hopes of helping others work through the pain of grief.
Thank you, Maria, for your words. I am so sorry for your loss of your beloved daughter. I lost my first-born son to suicide in 2014. This is the eighth Christmas he has missed, and with each New Year, I feel farther away from him. It truly does not get easier.
True words of heart about your beautiful girl and the traversing of this treacherous path of grief and love, thank you so much. We need each others words, for only we know the daily work of this lifelong trek without our dearest ones.
June 2017 for me, my beloved son and only child, 24 years old. So much spark and sparkle in the forward motion of his life and I so very lucky to be along side him for the adventurous journey into the future.
Now again here, another relentless new year to ponder the deep ache of his perpetual absence and the daily paradox of me here on earth without him but also with him and he with me, as he travels in the Light of the Divine, until we are together again.
May the glimmers of bits of light shine on you and all of us, as we know and trust that our kids help us find that light every day and always, always, always.
Siobhan Nevin’s Mom4Ever