On the first and third Wednesday of the month,
|On the first and third Wednesday of the month,
I contemplate the markers of my sorrow,
And the miles I have traveled in my grief.
Each milestone indicates my survival,
Acceptance of my new reality,
Without my most steadfast supporter,
I have no one to care for...
I express my emotions,
I listen to what the others have to say,
We are all on the same the journey;
This is a pilgrimage we must travel separately.
Twice a month we come together,
To support each other in our trek,
And review the mileposts we have passed.