Today I really began to feel the shadows creep in, within, over, through, around me.
One year is coming.
One year without Mike's voice, laughter, kisses, hugs, hearing him zipping home on his vespa, watching "The Office" with him, road trips to Traverse City, eating really great food, ending our days together, sharing coffee to start our days.
This is beyond hard...I want to tell God it's too much, make it end. Bring him back to me. Or maybe erase my mind and heart of how real and good it was sharing life with Mike. Cause then maybe it wouldn't hurt as much now.
One year is coming.
One year without Mike's voice, laughter, kisses, hugs, hearing him zipping home on his vespa, watching "The Office" with him, road trips to Traverse City, eating really great food, ending our days together, sharing coffee to start our days.
This is beyond hard...I want to tell God it's too much, make it end. Bring him back to me. Or maybe erase my mind and heart of how real and good it was sharing life with Mike. Cause then maybe it wouldn't hurt as much now.
1 comment:
Oh, sweet friend.... how I wish I could hug you.... sit and listen.... and love on you....
I'll be praying.... I love you, dear one....
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