Sonrise

I am watching the most exquisite sonrise that I will ever witness.

It is perfect, wild, vast.

It is so beautiful, it moves me to tears.

I want to turn to catch your eye, your hand

To share in this incredible moment

… but you’re not here.

You were supposed to be — here raising our children with me.

You were supposed to be — here to share the load; to love us, hold us, protect us.

You were supposed to be — here to share the funny, sweet, remarkable moments.

You were supposed to be

… but you couldn’t be.

Our children are so beautiful, they move me to tears.

They are perfect, wild, vast.

I am watching the most exquisite sonrise that I will ever witness.