Sometimes I am overwhelmed by the little things
I struggle to maintain my constant composure
I fight to hold it all together
and then a soft breeze, a faint smell, a quiet melody
will tear my world apart and send me reeling
Around every corner
lies a memory threatening to invade
When the sky is clear and the air is warm
I stare off into space and remember
I can smile
I can breathe
While I am lying still, late at night
pleading for sleep, groggy, half conscious
I envision what happened
The scene plays out in my minds eye and I shake with sobs
Knowing she is gone, she is no more
I feel the full impact of what I have lost when I am alone in the silence of night
I can take no refuge, there is no escape
But the slow, dull healing of time
Andi
Oh Jennifer, this is so beautiful...