The hardest part was standing vigil,
shaking clammy hands,
kissing mascara-strewn cheeks,
all of us trying to find words of comfort.
Help me feel the warmth
in every covered dish and bouquet of carnations.
Platitudes and pat answers don’t help me.
The only thing I seek is Your presence.
All I ask of my friends is to be there.
Mourning passes as life goes on
in slow motion, their absence palpable,
but I find comfort in the time we had.
Grant me strength in my sorrow,
and bring my loved one home into your eternal care.
– Ruth Williams, Prayables
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