Assalamualaikum people
This is by my beloved English lecturer back in Uniten,
during my preparation years 2003-2004
She just lost her husband, which I do not dare to ask the reason of his death
All I can do is praying hard and she will be just fine
I know she wont, at least for the time being
But all I know, knowing her, her perseverance will help her to go through this mourn phase of her life
I love you Ms Carole
Don’t ask me how I am
Don’t ask if I’m okay
What would you have me say?
“I’m not okay”?
Then what would you say?
I would not put you on the spot like that.
“I’m okay”?
That would be a lie.
27 years of memories, bitter-sweet
Do not vanish overnight
Or in a week
Or in a year.
So, give me time, give me space
to grieve.
And when you see me –
Do not ask me how I am
Do not ask if I’m okay
So that you won’t be made a fool
Or me, a liar.
Give me time, give me space
to grieve – in private
for that is how I am.
So, how am I?
I know you want to know
So I’ll tell you –
I’m coping, I’m trying.
It’s hard but
I get out of bed each day
I put one foot in front of the other
And, somehow, I get through the day.
Just don’t ask me if I’m okay.
When you meet me, if you should meet me
Give me a smile, a hug
Hold my hand
Stand by me
It is enough, it is plenty – your friendship, your love.
And I will smile back as I always have.
In 27 years
You may ask me if I’m okay.
carole chung
24th June 2012
(Gavin’s 17th birthday)
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