Two friends meet at a cupcake café
Using sweet smiles to assure each other –
They’re each okay.
But the smiles begin to wobble, the
Conversation wiggles as each reveal
A grief that is separate yet shared.
One woman now a widow, pining for
Her love of half a century, he’s gone
Yet still so alive in her heart.
The other woman is steadfast as she
Cares for a once robust husband whose
Brain is bespeckled with fog.
Two friends meet at a cupcake café
Using sweet smiles that release into
Expressions more sincere, more real.
Two friends allow each other to shed
A tear, to moan about what once was
While easing each other’s loads.
An hour later, cupcake consumed,
Two friends nod at each other, mirroring
understanding, and depart with fierce hugs.

Heart breaking, Pam. As a general rule, one partner must outlive the other 💔
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But the one who outlives is never really prepared ….
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No
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Just perfect, and something I think about almost every day.
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I think through my writing, which helps. This subject seems to be in many hearts.
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We’re all aging!
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so very sad, but happy that they felt close enough to share these things
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YES, female friends can help shoulder burdens/sorrows too heavy for just one.
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This is life. Thankfully we have friends to bear the burden. Well written, Pam. ❤️❤️
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I can’t imagine life without the friends who have been with me on this journey through the ages, and I’m so thankful to be a friend as well. ❤
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A poignant reminder of how important friendship is, Pam!
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Important, and essential, yes, Merril.
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Beautiful!
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Thank you, Kate. xo
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So very touching and real, Pam. Proof how important women’s friendships are. I would be bereft without my girlfriends. We might see each other as regularly as we would like to but when we do cherish it.
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Isn’t that the truth, Dale? I have friends I haven’t seen in ages, yet we text or e-mail or phone each other, it seems, just at the time that’s needed.
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Oh yes! The connection is there.
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The power of best friends and the true value of a friendship–being there for each other. Cupcakes may help ease the way but a strong friendship endures, even after any lengthy absence,
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Cupcakes just sweeten the deal. And the deal is to open up, be vulnerable, talk, listen, and BE THERE. ❤
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I love this moving tribute to friendship.
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Yes, Liz, and it is a ‘moving’ tribute. No matter where we move, or how far away we are from each other, as true friends we are always “there” in some way, shape or form.
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“A grief that is separate yet shared…”
Oof! That hits home. Thank you, Pam. ❤️
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Thanks, Vicki. It goes with one of the quotes you share on your latest blog post: “My mother always told me that inaction is not an option. And neither is going it alone.“
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Whoa my goodness! Look at you…yes! Thanks much, Pam. Absolutely true! 🥰
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Lovely piece.
Having good, close friends is a key to a better life. And the more good, close friends a person has, the better.
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The value of friendship is not taught in schools (as far as I know) and really, it should be. We cannot make it in this world without some precious friends who accept us for who we are and stand by us to keep us strong. And of course, we do the same for our friends.
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A perfect expression of the value of friendships
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Thanks so much, John. Sometimes I find it easier to “say” what I’m feeling in a free verse poem than to show in a story. But perhaps it’s all the same. A good friend is invaluable – and better than all the gold in the world.
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I agree.
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beautiful tribute to the strength of friendship near and far
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Thank you and here’s to the strength of friends who are with us through thick and thin, through good and bad, through the easy and the hard times.
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Ah, Pam I do love this. We will see this through together because we can’t look back; that’s not the way we’re going.❤️
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To paraphrase, “The truth is, unless you let go… you cannot move forward.”
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A beautiful ode to friendship, Pam! Yes, we may seem okay but what lies within the heart is understood only by a friend who can read the eyes.
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Your comment reminds me of the song “The tears of a clown” by The Miracles. We may try to look like we’re “okay,” but a good friend knows better, and helps us feel, and heal.
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Meeting up for coffee is so important and this is so true.
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Thus, cafes of all types, in cities and towns and villages, are essential for friendships and “meet ups.” 🙂
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Yes and some, wherever they are, have that special something, atmosphere that makes you feel at home.
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You bring fresh eyes–and cupcakes!–to friendship as tenuous, yet so terribly important. I’m fortunate to have two groups of girlfriends who meet often enough to make a difference.
As Robbie says about marriage, “One partner will outlive the other.” Sad and true.
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I know, Marian. These kinds of conversations between friends are difficult, painful, and yet so affirming and necessary for each of us. ❤
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The most sensible thing I heard after being widowed was in a radio play, a mother saying to her widowed daughter, ‘marriage is two of you together, then one dies and you are on your own, that is what happens in marriage.’
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Ouch. That hurts, as true as it is.
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My beautiful Pam. No matter how many cupcakes or Cantina dinners we share with good friends, there’s laughter and pain within each of us. The beauty is sharing the burden of our stories with caring friends who listen and comfort each other. I relate to your words and wish you were here to share a cupcake so we can talk about your heart. Your story is beautifully written. I will send it to my sister who lost her husband but he’s still ever present in all of our lives. Your friendship is so important to me. Love you so much.
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Thank you so much Sandi! Oh those Cantina dinners used to soothe all of our hearts within the raucous laughter and a few tears. The memory of them still feels so real and so wonderful. I’m glad you can share this with your sister. 😘
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My parents were married for 54 years, but Mom still lived another decade after Dad passed. It was a hard transition for her, but many friends and family members surrounded her throughout those years.
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It’s hard to fathom – going on after your love of 54 years has passed. Your mom was lucky, though, to have wonderful family (like you) and friends to ‘be there’ for her.
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You short and sweet post said so much about true friendship, Pam. The pain went with the ones who are gone. The pain left behind is vivid for the survived ones. You remind me of the reporter who interviewed Nacy Reagon and asked if she missed Ronald. She said he left her ten years prior his passing. We see your two friends and the cupcake cafe everywhere. It’s a true blessing to have friends who understood with the eyes, words are so limited.
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Ouch, that quote of Nancy Reagan is painful. To live with your loved one while they disappear in front of your eyes, over years. But it’s a reality in the lives of many as the number of those suffering from dementia seems to increase. I still say love is the answer to get through the times of ‘for better or for WORSE.’ And I know without my friends, I’d be a much lonelier and sadder woman.
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Two friends’ wives were in coma years before passing away. Both husbands diligently talked to their wives daily. Research shows that the listening is the last thing to go away. They can hear even in coma.
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Yes, I’ve heard that through hospice as well. Never give up on a loved one, no matter what!
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So sad 🥹🥹
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Very poignant and so relatable. If it wasn’t for my female friends to share with and talk to, I wouldn’t have been able to grieve like I had.
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Friends ae like ministers/rabbis/therapists, only more accessible and (shhh) more helpful! Thanks for stopping here and reading my poem, Carla.
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Perfectly expressed, Pam, and something many of us face or will face. Friendships are vital, even as—or especially as—we grow older.
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Oh so true. I think it was easier to make friends when we were younger and in college, then raising a family, thus most of them have been with us a long time. But I have made new friends along the way in the past decade. What’s the song? “Make new friends but keep the old – one is silver and the other gold.”
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Life’s challenges & burdens & grief & pain are often eased by connection. Just as joy can be amplified. Namaste.
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As always, perfectly expressed, Nancy. Not only do friends help us in times of sorrow but they expand our joyous times as well. ❤
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So sweet a story, Pam. You can’t buy those kinds of friends and everyone should have one. I’m glad you do. I’ve moved too much and lost too many. That’s why I come here. I’d have a cupcake with you anytime.
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Come on by! What flavor – chocolate, vanilla, strawberry? I always put sprinkles on top too. ❤ But seriously, yes, we have made such great friends/connections here in our blogosphere. It’s rather miraculous.
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Pam, this was a beautifully written and poignant piece about something everyone faces: loss. Whether it’s physical or emotional, whether a loved one passes on or is lost to us despite being physically present, it is the most painful thing a person can experience.
And a good friend, or several (and family members can make wonderful friends, too), can make all the difference between a life that becomes unbearable and a life that is filled with support and reasons to find joy and peace. And cupcakes.
xo
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THANK YOU, Amy. Yes, family members can be friends as well as family and thank goodness for that. I know I wouldn’t be the same without my daughter and me talking or texting almost every day. Loss is a given, love is a treasure, connecting with others is a lifesaver. So glad we connected all those years ago!
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I loved this, Pam! Friends really do help us through the hard times…..
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Undeniably, Ann.
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Nice!
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Thanks, Jennie. ❤
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You’re welcome, Pam.
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Beautifully written. Short and lacking details. The loss of a spouse can’t really be put into words.
I love the cupcakes.
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Sometimes when we sit with a friend it’s not the words that are important but just ‘being there’ and being present. But cupcakes can sweeten the time together, for sure. 🙂
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Pam, I’m so with the two friends, joining in the fierce hug, sharing the togetherness of heartache. This is such a tender piece that touches me to the core; in friendship finding the space to open up about the toughest parts of our lives. Sending much love xx ❤️
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Thank you, Annika. I’m not sure we could get through some of those “toughest parts of our lives” without our friends, near and far (like you!) ❤
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🙏💕
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So beautifully written! My husband and I went to dinner on Valentine’s Day and we had the good fortune of meeting two wonderful ladies. The owner asked us if we would like to sit with these two ladies while we waited for a table. They graciously asked us to join them as they were only having a drink and going to another restaurant for dinner. They explained their friendship and how they met. Both of their husbands had terminal illnesses and someone thought they would be a good support for each other. They exchanged phone numbers and soon the foursome were all going out to dinner for special occasions. Over a period of five years, both husbands passed. These lovely ladies decided to keep up the tradition. Every Valentine’s Day, birthday celebrations, whatever, they dress up and go to dinner! It really made my night to meet these two fabulous women.
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Oh, Linda, your story gave me goosebumps (in good ways). What a wonderful way for the two couples to be together and share, and then for the two wives to keep up the tradition. I have no doubt they mean a lot to each other and have helped their sorrow be mixed with joy. THANK you for sharing. ❤
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Linda’s story is a lovely one, isn’t it? As we age, and friends around us are ill or facing challenges, it’s so important to have someone to share the load. I feel blessed to have caring friends around me. Your poem is very beautiful, Pam xx
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My closest friends go on long walks with me. Win/win. 💕
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Sweet piece! Love the title and how bittersweet this feels. xx
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Bittersweet is a good word for this poem. 🙏
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What a beautiful poem, Pam. I don’t know what I would have done without my friends these last four months. Thank you. I will share your writing with my special friends.
Gerlinde @ Sunnycovechef
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I’m honored that you shared my poem with your special friends. What a huge difference they make with support and just “being there.” 🩵
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This is so real and true, and made me truly miss a dear friend who passed a decade ago, the friend with whom you could share absolutely anything, and it would be welcomed and hugged, and the same in return. Friendship is priceless. 🥰
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Sending you hugs. I know how much you miss her, but hopefully you still talk to her silently. I bet she’s still listening. ❤
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Thank you for the hugs. 🥰 Indeed, I do. She’s never far. And I believe we will always listening to one another.
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This surely resonates for me! Whether a loved one has crossed over, or has gone into the mysterious, sad and so difficult dementia or Alzheimer’s world, the loss is so “heart” to bear. Thanks, dear Pam.
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Ohhh, I like this. “Heart” to bear, but bear we must, hopefully with a full heart.
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