The Ones Left Behind
We go on living.
We decide slowly, gradually, painfully,
To not give in to despair.
To trust again
That the ones left alive
Will continue to be there
While I am still here.
These friends and family provide
Precious history; balance to the
Chasm of loss.
They allow me to tip the scales to again embrace life.
The ones left. Ahead. Not behind.
They are my future.
(I wrote this July 19, 2008)