We Are Sisters

As we step into 2025, the power of poetry to heal and connect shines brightly. This poignant poem, born from the raw emotions of a sister's heartache after losing her husband in 2023, serves as a testament to resilience and the enduring human spirit. Through her verses, she not only expresses her personal journey through grief but also reaches out to other women facing similar pain, reminding us that we are not alone. Her words transform anguish into art, illustrating how shared experiences of love and loss can unite us and offer comfort as we navigate the challenges ahead.

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We Are Sisters

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We are sisters of Despair.

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We are sisters of loneliness. We are sisters of grief.

Whether it be by death, divorce or separation.

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The quietness is definite, it is unyielding.

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However it may of happened, we know the pain of solitude.

We know the pain of utter stillness, of utter quietness.

It feels like I am in outer space where there is no other sound to be heard.

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We are the sisters of the unknown.

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We are the sisters of what could've been, what should've been and what had been.

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We are the sisters of such utter desperation.

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We miss your touch. We miss the caring. We miss your voice. We miss the sound of laughter.

We miss sharing a story, a joke, anger, frustration.

We miss sharing our joy, our happiness, worries, fears.

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We miss your love. We miss knowing your touch.

The sharing of a glance, a look.

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We miss knowing that you are there.

We miss knowing what could've been or what had been.

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We miss our history. The possible of the history of our future.

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We miss the feel of love, the knowledge of love.

We miss a caress, holding hands, a kiss.

We miss what should've been, what we had planned.

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We are sisters of loss.

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What we were together we miss. We miss you, my dear. We miss you.

I wish I was here for you. I wish you were here for me.

I wish we were here for each other.

We were a "we." We are no longer we. I am now just me.

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We are sisters in pain.

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We shared laughter. We shared love, so much love.

We shared tears. We shared history.

We shared the good, the bad, the beauty and the ugly.

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We are sisters of who miss so much.

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To share a look, a touch. The feeling of CARE, acknowledgment of just being.

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Oh, God. Oh God I miss all of this so much. Oh God I miss you so much.

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We are sisters of emptiness.

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It's like living in a vacuum, where only your voice has heard you.

The other noises are still there, but not the same.

The sounds of pets, the creaking of the house, the birds chirping.

The whisper of the wind, the whisper, the rain, the pounding of the rain, the pounding of the wind.

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We are sisters of what was.

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I could reach over and touch you and hold you and look at you.

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I miss us. I miss us. Oh Jesus, I miss us.

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We are sisters of need.

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The need to feel, the need to know that someone treasures you.

I knew you treasured me. Through the worst, and through the best.

I always knew you treasured me. You treasured us.

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We are sisters of reality.

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Love is not easy, marriage is not easy. Life is not easy.

But no matter what, we had each other through the worst, through the best.

We had each other.

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We are sisters of life. We were the sisters of us.

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I miss your touch. I miss your look. I miss your laugh. I miss your smile. I miss your bullshit.

I miss you. No matter what no matter what your issue was with me.

No matter my issue was with you. My anger, hurt, disappointment with you.

Your anger, hurt and disappointment with me. Life is not perfect.

We made it through. We made it through the small life events.

We made it through the large life events. We made it through financial difficulties.

We still worked together.

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We are sisters of want.

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I miss you and I miss having you look at me and tuck me under your chin.

I miss you holding me. I miss intimacy. I miss the touch. I miss the human touch.

Oh Jesus, I miss the human touch.

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God, I just prayed. I just prayed for your guidance.

You've been there so many times in life.

Jesus, God I know you will still be there for me.

I know I know he's in a better place and I know you're there with him to guide him.

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We are sisters of grief, loss, emptiness, need, reality. We are sisters of life.