An Artist's View

I am back.

physically, I mean.

but I am not back emotionally.

nor will I ever be in the same place I was just 2 short weeks ago.

trials change us.

for awhile, I won't be quite as carefree,

the sun won't shine as brightly.

someday it will stop:

that sick, sinking feeling deep in my gut

that comes every time I think of Wyatt

I wish, with all of my heart,

I could reach into Brittany and Ili's minds

and remove the pain.

I know from experience, that

one day,

I will find a place to put all of this;

it is a place that forces me to rely on my faith....more than ever

and I will be stronger than before

and a little more pragmatic

and hopefully, tempered and resilient and more faithful...

to face the next trial

because the next trial will come

and oh how I hope it comes to me

and not to my loved ones,

because that is so much harder to take.


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my dear Wyatt,

I miss you. I love you. You are, and always will be, an important part of our family. You must be a most valiant spirit, far beyond that of my own. You came to exceptional parents; Papa and I will remain with them until we all, anxiously, meet you again.

I want you to know that your short time here served a purpose in my life. You touched me deeply. You made my goal, to live again with my family and Father in Heaven, very personal. I rededicate myself to that goal and promise you I will live the best life I can, so that I can be with you again.

Until that day, much love,

Meema