I want to fill the hole in my heart
I want to patch the cracks in my sanity
I want to ease the throbbing ache of grief
I want to suppress the sorrow
I want to hold back the tears
I want to build up walls of protection from the world
I want to rip the blinders off those who can't see my grief
I want to climb a mountain and shout Everett's name from it's peak
I want to make a difference and do it in the name of my son, who has already changed so many lives
I want to announce his existence to everyone who asks how many kids I have
I want to build a time machine
I want to fix his broken heart, then bring him home and love him
I want to comfort those who mourn
I want to be comforted
I want to do something with the grief and turmoil inside of me
I want to change my life
I want Everett
I want to see my twin boys side by side again
I want to throw away all my mementos and have the real thing instead
I want for him to never have died
I want to know God's rational some day
I want to understand his plan
I want to feel whole, and know I never will
I want Everett, always
Katie
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I totally feel your pain... My son died 3 days before he was to be born. Perfectly healthy, and we have no idea why. It is a pain that might dull but it never goes away, there is always a hole. I agree with all that you posted in this post... I want to know why too... I guess I have come to the conclusion that there was a bigger picture out there that I didn't know about and I need to live the best life I can live now. Hugs to you...
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