I was the one who was going to give light to his legacy one final time.
How was I supposed to do that? It wasn't possible to even *try* to show a room full of friends, family members, and strangers the lasting imprint on my heart that I received from him, for it was special and unique... just the way the imprints on their hearts that he gave to them were indescribable.
How was I to tell others how much he meant to me... when I was still in shock and pain, and didn't even realize the magnitude of his impact on my life... until the day he went away?
How was I supposed to comfort others, and be the pillar of guidance at such a sad time when I couldn't even find comfort for myself?
In the midst of it all, when I couldn't quite figure out what to say without choking up in front of everyone, I came across a poem...
In it was the comfort I needed in that difficult time.
It became the words that I would speak that would sum up his legacy.
I hope you can find comfort in it as well...

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This is awesome Jen. :)
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