There’s pain in betrayal
In walking out with her new partner,
No shame, no guilt, it seemed.
The children tucked up, cosy in bed
Under blankets of warmth and security,
Heads propped softly on their pillows.
Caring so much can really hurt
Sore, yet his love for his children multiplied.
Now she, Amy, was not returning.
Yes, there was family, friends and neighbours,
Unlimited offers of kind support, yet
His bed lay half empty, Or sometimes, half full.
The little, once irksome things, no longer mattered.
But Shining for his children and in this situation did,
And It mattered much.
Life was now different,
Times when his children asked after their mother began to fade.
Moments of tears and sadness still blotted a new normality, but less frequent.
There was a new framework
New Rebuilding.
Wounds healing, slowly transforming amidst the memories.
Enduring change
While sprinkling soothing love and joy,
Lessening stresses along their way.
Coping admirably, survival through darkness,
Perspectives altered through the suffering,
The renewed enjoyment of story time.
Hidden strengths and abilities revealing themselves,
Living continues, hearts beat
Moving and moving on and on.
Now standing firm through times of hardship,
Relationships filtered, some enhanced and strengthened, some went.
Appreciating the value of people more.
A deeper understanding of the insignificant things in life.
Little and less time to waste.
Forgiving, accepting.
And the sweet little voice asked,
“Daddy, where is mummy, why did she leave us?”
“I don’t know Amy, I really don’t know, but do you know what? I hope she’s happy now, for without her, we wouldn’t be together.”
“That’s nice Daddy, but I still miss her sometimes.”
“Thats ok, So do I, so do I.”
“Will you leave us?”
There was a pause, tears formed and flowed.
“No Amy, no I won’t, I couldn’t, I love you all too much”, he smiled.
“Good”
“Night dad, loves you!”
“Night Amy, love you too, so much.”
Being & Becoming Digest 