05/04/2006
Since Bailey died I have worried about Nigel, Bailey's daddy. Nigel has been a real rock for me, and I couldn't have done without him. But Nigel is so busy being strong for me that he doesn't take time for himself. I found this poem and thought it fitted very well.
It must be very difficult, to be a man in grief
Since "men don't cry" and " men are strong"
No tears can bring relief
It must be very difficult to stand up to the test
And field the calls and visitors
So she can get some rest
They always ask if she's all right
And what she's going through
But seldom take his hand and ask,
"My friend, but how are you?"
He hears her crying in the night
And thinks his heart will break
He dries her tears and comforts her
But "stays strong" for her sake
It must be very difficult
To start each day anew
And try to be so very brave--
He lost his baby too.
