Dad

Woke up thinking of you today

It’s been almost 9 years

It doesn’t change the fact

That I wish you were here

I’ve been thinking lately

It’s funny, I’m a mother of sons

I have a tough time understanding

When I think of Grandma

Your parents made an unholy mess

I guess I could take the view

That they did the best they could

But when you told your story

I didn’t feel that way

I know, it’s so true

That I didn’t walk in their shoes

So I shouldn’t judge

But sometimes I am still angry

And sad for you

Because you never found resolution

Never got to heal that

He wasn’t there

And so, who she was

Had so much to do

With who you became

I realized recently

That I see you reflected in others

People who are hurt, in pain

And dealing with some of the same things you did

You never got to heal any of that

Carried it around

And it chewed you up from the inside

And I see the same in them

Friends, acquaintances, just people

And I get angry and sad for them too

And I root for them

I want them to be OK

Find resolution, peace

Because you never did

At least you have finally found it now