Walk With Me by J. Ann Olson

My friend, let me tell you

What I really need now.

Focus

            on me as survivor so that

            the spotlight can warm me enough to heal.

Space

            to elbow my way through this morass

            in my own way, pace, and style

            for space encourages growth.

Freedom

            from recrimination and projection

            of your values and prescriptions

for freedom removes the shackles of doubt, guilt, and shame.

Sensitivity

            to my limited attention or

            ability to empathize with the rest of the universe

            for sensitivity restores self-confidence.

Time

            to re-value my lost love without

demonizing, victimizing,  or idealizing

            until I can see him again in a new light.

Just

Sit beside me and listen

            fully present

            without agenda or judgment.

Eat with me, for communal chewing is nourishing.

Become my physical trainer and help me move to the beat of life.

Drive me to a concert so I can sense beauty once more.

Invite me into the warmth of your home and heart.

Come to my house for dinner to fill the empty corners.

Laugh to let me feel joy again.

Walk with me, friend, on holidays, birthdays, and anniversaries

Until my butterfly wings dry

and I can fly again.