The sun rose.
I have a gift for you, a perfume I prepared.
I know – it’s pointless, really. But I just want to give You something for all You are, or were to me.
I came to see You. But You were gone.
They had stolen You, even now.
I laid were your bo...
I cannot imagine what you endured. I cannot.
But I know darkness – darkness so thick, like a fog you cannot see through.
I know pain – debilitating, heart wrenching, gut turning, tears burning pain.
I know betrayal – to believe and trust, for that pe...
It's the most wonderful time of the year.
But it doesn't feel wonderful to me.
It feels heavy.
The expectations of distant family, where there's so much unspoken history and awkwardness.
We don't have words to fill the silence.
It hangs thick in the...