October 13, 2003
We always had different timing,
but you never made me catch up with you.
Then things changed and I suddenly had to slow my pace.
Now I walk alone with your footprints by my side.
You said you got your strength from raising me,
but I’ve never known a courage so big.
Letting life slip from your fingers with dignity
takes more might than gripping hold of it, fighting mortality.
Your last wish was for me to enjoy life,
but you’re not here to make that possible.
I only know how to survive,
not how to live.
I can’t believe you’re not coming back.