To the Girl Whose Father Died
Dear Claire,
Life has a unique way of showing us
lessons we never imagined we needed.
Life’s lessons came to me in the form of your
Father’s funeral, which was
The First One for me.
While this fact alone made April 24
Significant in my mind, that’s just the
tip of the iceberg.
The most obvious lesson I learned
Is that life isn’t fair, not one bit;
However, there was something more, a whole
World of anguish underneath the surface.
I have never seen a person so destroyed
By an event, and your wretched sobs
Were the sounds that greeted me as I walked
Through the creaking doors of the church.
Your sobs rattled me because you and your brother
Are the same age as my brother and me
And it so could have easily been me in your place
And you in mine.
Life taught me that the Universe
doesn’t always make sense.
What force caused your father to die
and mine to see another day?
Maybe I’ll find an answer when this life
has passed, but maybe not.
The point of this letter is not to stir up
Unpleasant memories, scars of the past;
No, the point of this letter is to admire
How brave and loving you were even when
It must have felt like the world didn’t love
You at all. You attended class faithfully
And you held your head up high, and from you
Yourself I was able to learn that life will
Move on whether our loved ones are present
Or not, so we must continue with life
So as to not get swept away.
Thank you for showing me how to
Handle grief in the most gracious way
And for being kind and loving with all
Of your classmates even in the most
Trying times of your life. You are such
A strong person, and I hope you
Never forget.
Sincerely, C