For me, there is a grief when you lose part of yourself, the loss of my ability to project my voice. Using my voice to bring healing to others through speech therapy and the tightrope walk when my voice is silenced. I am more than the diagnosis and greater than silence. Vocal loss is a level of grief that leaves you in the shadow. The loss is grave and when you lose a part of yourself or someone the pain is indescribable.
This is my song in the grieving.
I’ve walked through shadows, searching for light,
Lost in the echoes, in the quiet of night.
Once I could speak, help others stand tall,
Now I’m here learning to rise from the fall.
But there’s strength in the silence, beauty in pain,
A voice that whispers like soft summer rain.
I’m finding my way, one breath at a time,
And I’ll sing again, in my own rhyme.
The dreams I once held, they’re still by my side,
In every heartbeat, where memories hide.
Though words might be gone, my heart’s still the same, With courage enough to carry my name.
In the stillness, I hear a melody clear,
Of hope and healing drawing me near.
I am more than this silence, more than I knew,
And I’m finding my voice, calling out true.
There’s strength in the silence, beauty in pain,
Yes, I’ll sing again, in my own rhyme.
And one day, I’ll be just fine learning to live alongside of the balance between silence and rhyme.
Although the grief is hard, the comeback is greater and my voice will resonate like a trumpet.