I never knew how important you were,
until I had to say goodbye.
Even though some time has passed since then,
I can’t stop wondering why.
To suffer the loss of such vital parts,
that I never thought I would.
I’ve learned to take one day at a time,
by embracing the bad and the good.
The hazy self-image in my mirrored reflection,
is a reminder to me every day.
I certainly would not be the person I now am,
had things not worked out this way.
I had to lose these pieces of me,
to find my true self worth.
I’m a better person, in spite of the loss.
I have found my purpose on earth.
By Sylvia Porter-Hall