December . . . is not always an easy month. If you are missing someone . . . or grieving someone . . . or dealing with a loss. . . or bad news . . . or painful memories, December can be really difficult.
Maybe the loss is fresh. Or maybe it’s years-old. Maybe you think you’re settled and fine . . . until you pull something out of a box or hear a song or flip through recipes . . . and “sneaky grief” comes rushing in.
Grief . . . is grief. And it tends to hit many of us during these dark and cold months. Often, right in the midst of joyful celebration.
Today’s advent post is an acknowledgement of all of us who suffer (at least part of the time) in December. I see you all. I wish you a light in the darkness.
On Those Days
by Donna AshworthOn those days
when you miss someone the mostas though your memories
are sharp enough
to slice through skin and boneremember how they loved you.
Remember how they loved you
and do that
for yourself.In their name
in their honour.
Love yourself
as they loved you.They would like that.
On those days
when you miss someone the most
love yourself harder.
I “scrolled” upon this poem on Instagram. The poet, Donna Ashworth, is UK-based (Scotland), and has written many books of poetry that resonate wildly with people. The poem I shared today is from her book, Loss: Poems to Better Weather the Many Waves of Grief. I hope it provides some comfort for you today.
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If you’re wondering what this “advent calendar” is all about, you can read my “intro” post here.
Thank you; this is just what I needed today.
Oh.my.gosh. I saw some things by Ms Ashworth this weekend as well… and it was such a help! This poem though… it is exactly what I need this morning. Thank you so much XO
Beautiful, Kym. Thank you!
Just what I needed to see. Thank you!
I’m another one who needed this poem this morning. Thank you so much!
Thank you. It’s a hard week at my house, as you know, and while this made me cry, it also helped. Boy, that imagery, though . . . memories sharp enough to slice through skin and bone . . . such an accurate description.
It is so hard and this poem made me cry. I can sometimes go for half a day without missing someone who I recently lost and then it just comes hurtling back.
Oh, that’s just beautiful. I’m feeling the love. xoxo
This is so beautiful and conveys such a lovely sentiment!
Special post, this.
Beautiful and just what I needed today! Thank you, Kym!
My mother was diagnosed with terminal ovarian cancer the day before Christmas in 1982. This poem speaks to me.