News from Back Home
A man I’ve known for a
long time died.
My family and his family
used to attend
the same church and
worship together.
His wife and I were
friendly acquaintances.
Though I didn’t know them
real well,
as I sit in Nebraska on
vacation
and think about all the
grieving
going on back in my
hometown,
my heart aches too.
I texted my husband the
news.
He replied, “Home free.”
He doesn’t grieve when
someone dies,
for he is a bit envious,
especially after his
strokes.
He’s not suicidal, but he
longs for that day.
I do, too, but I still
grieve at the loss felt here.
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