Betty died.
Just like that. Without checking in first.
She just .
. . . . up and left.
Our long to-do list has no check marks.
First, retirement ran away from us
With no notice took most of our plans
left
sickness in its wake,
and death,
and
second chances
only remnants of a few tarnished dreams remained.
Yet… together we held onto a tiny sliver of
hope that we would for sure
go & laugh & visit & share & enjoy
We did not know that our hope
melted
drip by drop
and with no warning
left us
empty, rudderless, with only a broken compass.
Anger boils up inside me
spews out
erupts
screams.
Eyes red, heart ripped, soul drained
I wonder.
Why.
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One day, your contagious laugh that is hidden in my memory will reopen my heart.
But not today.
