Someday
I always thought that someday your heart would be full of regret for all you’ve missed
and you’d tell us how sorry you are.
There was hope that a time would come when instead of calling us together to shatter our lives
you’d let us know how proud you are of the ways we’ve put them back together.
Often, I’ve wondered if you wished that you’d done things differently
and have waited to hear that you were going to try and do better.
Someday I told myself, you’d finally realize you don’t know us at all
then you’d do what it takes to change that.
But, here we are, time is a thief and has stolen your memory.
The hard truth that I think I’ve always known is…someday is never going to come…
and maybe I’m slowly learning, that’s OK.
“Brothers and sisters, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead,”
Philippians 3:13 (NIV)
This tugs at my heartstrings and brings back memories of my mom who had dementia.
I’m so sorry Sandra. I know that brought you much pain. So thankful God is with us as we walk through hard times in this life!
I recognise the pain and wound in what you write. Blessings to you.
Thank you so much Dawn. God is definitely working in me!
Cindy, sending hugs. It’s good to get your feelings out. It’s good to reassess trauma. It’s good to forgive. Keep counting your blessings! Much love, LV
Trying to do all these things LaVonne! Thank you!
This breaks my heart. I’m so sorry you’re going through this deep loss. This is big, but God is bigger..may His light shine shine on you with grace and peace.
Thank you Jane. This is really a second loss but also a healing that’s been a long time coming.