Sunday, February 15, 2026
When she Leaves
Today the wind carried sorrow in its quiet breath,
A fragile whisper I wished I had not heard—
Mrs. R will leave the circle we stand in,
And suddenly the room feels larger, colder,
Like a chair pulled back from the table of my days,
Leaving an emptiness shaped like kindness.
For all this time she stood beside me gently,
Her words soft lanterns in uncertain halls,
She helped me climb when doubt was heavy,
She listened when silence pressed too hard,
She was warmth in a place not always warm,
A steady light among unfamiliar faces.
I do not trust the others the same way,
Their smiles feel distant, thin as glass,
But hers was real—
A shelter I did not know I leaned on,
Until the thought of losing it
Made my hands begin to shake.
It will be hard when she is gone.
Harder than I dare to say aloud.
I am afraid of shadows growing longer,
Afraid of standing without her voice nearby,
Afraid of cold glances and hidden storms,
Afraid of being alone in crowded rooms.
O God, hold me in Your unseen arms.
Protect me from hearts that mean harm.
Guard my steps where I cannot see clearly.
Be my shield when courage feels small.
Stand beside me when I tremble,
Stay close when I forget my strength.
I am scared—
Yes, I admit it in this quiet prayer.
But perhaps fear is only a passing cloud,
And You are still the sky above it.
You arrange every chapter carefully,
Even the ones I do not understand.
If she must go, then You have written it so.
If this door closes, another will open.
Nothing escapes Your design,
Not even this ache in my chest.
There must be good waiting somewhere,
Beyond this moment of goodbye.
So I will trust You—now and forever.
When my voice shakes, I will still believe.
When loneliness whispers lies,
I will remember You are near.
You are constant when people leave,
You remain when seasons change.
Let kindness return in new forms.
Let strength grow quietly within me.
Let this ending become a beginning.
And if tears fall tonight,
Let them water hope for tomorrow—
Because You are with me. Always.
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