The pain rolled in like the storm clouds of Wyoming creating a thick haze in her day.
My dear friend, I wish I could hold you. Tell you it will be okay.
We could throw your sorrow into the ocean and pray he keeps still. Silent.
I've known you for so long, longer than him. I know you gave him your love and kindness,
your diamond heart. But he can't take your grace, your sparkle.
I laid in bed the morning after I heard,
hating that he chose to never share another sunrise to sunset.
He doesn't realize what he's done.
It will never be the same but your heart shall have no fear.
You have family to hold you. And the threads of gold between us will never break.
I wish him peace.
Love & Light to you my friend.
For God didn’t give us a spirit of fear,
but of power, love, and self-control. (II Timothy 1:7)