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Carole
Posted: 25 January 2007
Word Count: 58
Summary: This is my rather pathetic attemptic to say something to my wife, who is undergoing treatment for Breast Cancer.
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I dream of you when I’m asleep
I think of you when I’m awake
And, in that place between
I become you
I feel your pain
I know your suffering
And, through it
I become you
I sit and hold your hand
I cry because it’s not me
And, as I watch the dark unfurl
I become you.
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 mermaid at 13:04 on 26 January 2007
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Hi Baldur,
This isn't pathetic at all - it's beautiful, and searingly honest. I don't know how your wife is feeling right now, but I think if I was going through what she is then I would count myself ever so lucky that I had someone as close to me as this - someone who loved me this much, and wanted to write me a poem to say it.
Mermaid
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 joanie at 15:32 on 27 January 2007
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Hi baldur. I agree that this isn't pathetic at all, but I can totally understand that you feel that your response is pathetic, because what on earth can you do?
This is a lovely way of expressing how you feel; your wife must feel .......... sorry, but I can't find the words to say. Touched isn't a big enough word, is it?
I do hope everything is going well.
Whatever would we all do without this outlet - this way of expressing just a little bit of how we feel?
Poignant and humbling.
joanie
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paul53 [for I am he] at 14:00 on 04 February 2007
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What touches me about this is that you have the ability to say a great deal in so few and uncomplicated words, like former PG2 member, Emotion [George].
We're born alone and die alone. The bit in the middle is huddling together for warmth and safety.
Paul
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