THE COMPASSIONATE FRIENDS
P.O. Box 292112
KETTERING, OHIO 45429

Please feel free to contact us for information about our group, or if you would like to talk with someone about your loss. (We are not trained professionals, but we can share our experiences and what we have learned through our grief process.)

Come take my hand, the road is long.
We must travel by stepping stones.
No, you're not alone. I'll go with you.
I know the road well, I've been there.
Don't fear the darkness, I'll be there with you.
We must take one step at a time
But remember, we may have to stop awhile.
It is a long way to the other side
And there may be obstacles.
We have many stones to cross, some are bigger than others,
Shock, denial, and anger to start.
Then comes guilt, despair, and loneliness.
It's a hard road to travel, but it must be done.
It's the only way to reach the other side.
Come slip your hand into mine.
What? Oh yes, its strong, I've held so many hands like yours.
Yes, mine was once small and weak like yours.
Once, you see, I had to take someone's hand in order to take the first step.
Oops! You've stumbled; go ahead and cry.
Don't be ashamed; I understand.
Let's wait here awhile and get your breath.
When you're stronger, we'll go on, one-step at a time.
There’s no need to hurry.
Say, it's nice to hear you laugh. Yes, I agree,
The memories you shared are good.
Look, we're halfway there now; I can see the other side.
It looks so warm and sunny.
Oh, have you noticed, we're nearing the last stone and you're standing alone?
We've reached the other side.
But wait, look back, someone is standing there.
They are alone and want to cross the stepping stones.
I'd better go, they may need help.
What? Are you sure?
Why, yes, go ahead, I'll wait, you know the way, you've been there.
Yes, I agree, it's your turn, my friend-
To help someone else cross the stepping stones.

-Barb Williams
TCF Fort Wayne, Indiana