Dans l’espoir de vous revoir un jour
I’m sad. I just found out that a friend of mine died last week. I’m in shock. I had no clue she was ill. We’d met up a number of times in the last couple of years and there was no indication from the way she looked or anything she said that even alluded to the fact. But she was very ill and only a few people knew that. She’s the second friend of mine who’s died in the last four months.
I don’t believe they ever met; at least not through me but as I write this, I realise they had quite a lot in common. They are both survived by a husband, young children, parents and siblings. They were both dark-skinned, pretty and had a lovely smile. They both spoke French. They each had two children and they both turned 40 last year. They were from the same tribe in Nigeria but were born in the UK.
It’s funny how when people die, you start to wish you had done things differently. I wish I’d been in touch with them a lot more than I was. I don’t know if they really knew how much they meant to me because I don’t remember ever actually telling either of them. Perhaps they could tell from my actions. I don’t know for sure. I can only hope they did.
I’m struggling to find the words to adequately express how I feel. I just want to pay my friends a tribute so I’m pouring out my heart in this poem;
It’s hard to believe you are gone
That for you a new dawn has begun
Planet Earth is now a bygone
And from life as we knew it, you’ve withdrawn
Grieving hearts, you’ve left in your wake
Feelings of sadness, pain and heartache
And though I know your death’s no mistake
These emotions remain so difficult to shake
For without so much as a backward glance
You went, yet no one can blame you for taking that stance
You’ve joined in the heavenly dance
With saints gone before to inhabit that promised manse
As you breathed your last on earth
On the other side, you awoke to mirth
Your departure, for us here, a dearth
Your arrival, for them there, a rebirth.
There are lots of things I never said
Leaving them all in my head
I hope my silence wasn’t misread
And that you saw my heart instead
You are missed already, dearly
Our hearts are broken so severely
We’re trying to hold up but barely
Keeping body and soul together merely.
You ran well and finished your race
No longer confined by time and space
Our Saviour you now embrace
Beholding Him face to face
So I smile through my tears
And lay down my hopes and fears
Before the One who bears my cares
And answers all my prayers.
Someday we will meet again
Together with the Lord, we’ll reign
Then there’ll be no more pain
And our joy will forever have free rein.
“He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.” Revelations 21:4.
Tara for now.