My brother sent me this poem today. I am not sure where it is from, but it really hits the target when you have a great loss.
Don’t tell me that you understand
Don’t tell me that you know
Don’t tell me that I will survive
How I will surely grow
Don’t come at me with answers
That can only come from me
Don’t tell me how my grief will pass
That I will soon be free
Accept me in my ups and downs
I need someone to share
Just hold my hand and let me cry
And say ‘My friend, I care.”
Individual Empowerment 