Today…

Today was a good day.

I never would have thought that I would be living this way. Measuring time measuring days… My worst fear comes true every single damn day. There is no escape, no waking up from this terrible horrible nightmare.

I don’t measure my time by weeks and months anymore, I just take it day by day now. There are days when I wake up feeling like I just can’t catch my breath. Where I want to beg and plead for you to be returned to me. Why you why do things like this happen?
I without a doubt would have taken your place.

Don’t worry baby though… a piece of me went with you the day you were called home. So I go through each day trying my best for your siblings til we are able to be together again.

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