The Empty Chair
It's Christmas Day and there's an empty chair at the table. My heart feels empty, too. Your struggles are over, but mine are just beginning. The struggle to go forward without you seems impossible. The day God took you home, a huge piece of my heart went with you.
The days and nights are lonely and much too quiet! During the seven years of being your caregiver, you (and God) gave me strength I didn't know I had. Now I feel my strength is spent and I am drifting. However, I am so very thankful God gave me the priceless gift of time with you—time to memorize your voice, time to embrace your love and time to cherish each moment.
Your personal struggles with your health taught me an acceptance of the empty chair. Someday, the hurt and pain of grief and loss will lessen. The days and the months will go by. But there will forever be an empty chair in my heart.
I love you and miss you, Mother. Merry Christmas in Heaven—save a chair for me!
—Dana Collins, Special Contributor
Tags: Grief Support