8/2/16
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davorite-̗̀there's bravery in being soft ̖́-
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Recently, a teacher from my school passed away while on vacation. I've never had him as a teacher, but I knew that he was a beloved mentor, father, coach, and friend for many people in the community and I wanted to capture the raw grief of this tragic loss.

8/2/16

by davorite

It's hard to appreciate

how much someone holds your world together... Until they're gone.

The shock seemed very real

as I stared at the news contained in the email on the screen in front of me.

"It is with a very heavy heart,"

the message began, and my heart sank to the floor.

I can't begin to imagine the grief and the sorrow

from those whose lives he has touched—his students, his colleagues... His children. His wife. His family.

He has touched my life, too, in little ways.

And now I can't tell if those moments are real.

I wasn't sure if I was dreaming

because in my sleep that night, I dreamt of his ghost, smiling and then waving at me.

I woke up convinced that none of it was real.

Maybe I imagined the whole thing. I dreamt about people dying all the time, and the grief would always consume me when I woke up.

But it is real, very real,

and, for the first time, I am at loss for words.

~in memory of Robert—

Rest in peace. You will be missed.

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chromiumI like to think I'm amazing
a year agoReply
oh my gosh. i'm so sorry. amazing post. i hope you are okay. you captured the feelings very well

bernardtwindwilGranddad & story teller, tomthepo8.com
a year agoReply
This poem/story is, although tragic, a love letter to the memory of a great teacher, mentor, You gave him, in your eulogy as great a gift as he could have ever asked.