watching your story
reminds me of yesteryear
when mine was not so different 
as i watched my love
take a journey
where i was not included.
i remained close behind
but still behind
offering support 
and comfort
where i could
when he needed.
while mine is a distant memory
yours remains ahead
until tomorrow when poison,
your gift of a lifetime,
begins the healing process
you didn't know you needed.
and one day
you will share your journey
with another who
must take these steps
and will know a bit of comfort
because you walked before her.