three years

Life shifted the day I lost you.

A part of me was lost too.

I held you in my arms,

Knowing I’d have to let you go.

The silence that filled the air,

As my heart was torn open. 

I relive our time together,

Every single moment is so precious.

I find comfort in each detail of your little face,

There is a piece of you that stays alive within me.

The weight of grief is incomprehensible, 

Its fog wraps me in its hold.

There is an emptiness that comes with loss,

A feeling that no words seem to capture. 

Here I am, trying to piece those words together,

To make sense of what will never quite make sense.

Today, my son, you would have been three,

What I would give to hold you tight,

To see you grow,

To hear to laugh,

And watch you experience the simple joys of life.

‘I miss you’ is an understatement,

For the depth of love that I hold for you. 

I know you are by my side,

I feel your presence in small, quiet moments.

The orange sunset that glows in the sky,

The gentle flicker of a candle,

The mountains that allow me to breath.

I promise to always honor you,

To hold your memory close,

To live with intention,

To learn to let my heart guide me,

To learn to live again.

Happy Birthday my sweet boy,

May the orange balloon fly all the way to you.