By Candace (Mayberry) Evans

You see me in person
Going about my day.
Life goes on even after tragedy.
“How are you doing?”
You ask, really wanting to know.
I feel the heaviness always;
Don’t want to burden anyone.
“I’m doing okay.”
I really am. But I’m not, too.
You sense my unseen sorrow.
“Mourn with those that mourn:”***
You want to do this for me.
Words seem inadequate
And they are.

So just hug me,
No words necessary.
“Can I hug you?”
If you must speak aloud.
Linger in the embrace,
I feel you say
“I’m sorry. I care.”
Unspoken words drive deep.
Hug the words of your heart to me,
Absorb a piece of my sorrow.
My return embrace,
Shoulders relaxing,
A little grief freed, says,
“You care…you remember. Thank you.”

***Mosiah 18:9, The Book of Mormon Another Testament of Jesus Christ

Jordan, Ashton & Jacob Mayberry