A poem for the weary hands of caregivers
Won’t Go Wasted
(For the weary hands of caregivers who believe in Him)
You did not ask for this road—
the quiet dying of your own needs
in the long shadow
of someone else’s pain.
You did not choose the breaking,
only the love
that made you stay.
But nothing
is lost in the hands of God.
Not the sleepless nights,
not the silent prayers
muttered in kitchen light,
not the tears that fell
where no one saw.
He gathers them all.
He knows the names
of your unseen efforts,
the strength it took
to not walk away.
This ache
is not the end of the story.
Even now,
He is turning sorrow into soil,
planting purpose
in the places
you thought were barren.
You are not forsaken.
You are being held.
And what you give—
even when it feels like breaking—
won’t go wasted.
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Good morning, @jmd2025. I really believe being a caregiver is one of the most challenging, yet rewarding, labors of love. I’ve been there myself and know there can definitely be some days filled with overwhelming, multifaceted emotions. You’ve already been through so much with your parents and your husband and then I read about your daughter’s passing.
I don't have words to fully express just how sorry I am to hear about your loss. It is a pain no parent should have to experience. Wishing you peace.
Thank you for your compassionate words Lori, my daughters loss is like a piece of my heart dies each day seeing how unfair that she is no longer here. She had a carotid pin hole leak the autopsy showed, she had been tired that past year and said her new doctor said she has a heart murmur. I wonder if her high BP during pregnancy had changed something causing her to feel so tired,... and it was COVID but they did not test her because they werent testng in February 2020. So many thoughts daily go through my head. I wanted her to get a blood test after she told me about the murmur but she was waiting for her insurance to kick in in March. I truly know how people can die of a broken heart. Be well.
Thank you for writing this beautiful poem that captures the essence and challenges of being caregiver. Your poem brought me a smile as well as a tear.
Kim. Please remember that you care share as much or as little as you choose. I like this site for that reason. You can PM if you choose. Hugs
My heart goes out to you. God Bless you. I have never lost a child. I cannot imagine it at all. No that I have so much empathy for you and your family. Hugs
Thank you, nobody can imagine this heartbreak, as we do not only hurt ourselves but seeing our granddaughter hurt as well. We had two sets of friends that lost their son/daughter and now I think OMG how they carried themselves throughout this heartbreak for over 20 years ....
Kim this is SO BEAUTIFUL! This is a true testament of the hearts of all caregivers no matter where you are in the journey your on. Wow!! Love this and bless you for expressing what we all feel into words only caregivers go thru as we care for those we love.
Blessings
Brenda
Very helpful in the midst of very important menial task ridden days. Thanks for the bigger perspective.
Beautiful poem, thank you so much ! 😘🙏🏻😇
This made me cry