We received this beautiful poem from Paul Daly for our Newsletter.

Amputation

(For Trisha)

I’d love to be able to run things by you still.
I’d love to share with you things that happened.
It’s like as if I have a limb amputated.
There’s this sense of something missing physically from me
That’s just below my awareness all the time
And when I bring my attention to my body
To see what’s going on
It’s not my arms or legs that are missing.
It’s you.
It’s your physical absence
That my body is feeling.
It’s like part of my chest is missing
Or I only have half a heart left.
It’s the strangest sensation.
My body knows you’re not there
It’s telling me again and again.
It’s signalling what my mind is not able to conceive yet:
That you’re gone.

- Paul Daly

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