A Wing & A Prayer

For my son...I hope you finally find your peace...and when I get there, I find you waiting...I love you.

- I beg for someone to shake me fiercely, from this nightmare that I am in. Can we please redo yesterday? Wake up, do things differently? Could we please begin again???
- I have no notion of what I’ll do now, not even a foggy idea in place. I can’t seem to get even half that far, when all I can envision is your face.
- Why us? Why you? Why this? This all seems so very unfair! I’m now nearly stripped of what remains of my sanity...left misshapen, broken and bare.
- Indescribable pain with ferocious intensity, unlike any that I’ve ever felt before. These feelings, like quicksand, they consume me swiftly - as does realization you’re gone, no longer here with me anymore.
- Like that of a heart that drums no beat, how will I ever again, learn to be strong?? Only such a short time ago, you left this place and already it seems so long ago.
- So, here’s to not being near being ready, for whatever this holds in store...to grasping diminishing straws, even a wing and a prayer, until we can again one day, meet once more...

Reviews

[Donna]

I feel the pain as I read this. It was beautifully written. Prayers to you! Thanks for sharing this.

[KateH038]

Thank you, Ms. Donna 💙

[Karmee]

I can feel your words in this write, nicely written

[KateH038]

Karmee, thank you so much, love, for your time and review 💕

[Chris]

"Blessed Be little one..."

Our remaining hopes fill our thoughts of ...after. You are in my thoughts.

Chris