One Week

Empty, nothing is there.

No longer a little heart beating.

Hope from before is gone.

It is all over.

One foot in front of the other.

Eyes all bloodshot and wet, land on my sweet little ones.

No idea of what happened.

So innocent.

One honest question, no simple answer.

So pure and sweet her hope.

How do I tell her it's over?

Not yet.

How to heal a broken heart?

Ice cream and chocolate sauce, a start.

Finding joy in those moments.

Even with tears.

A week full of motion.

Time passes, more tears come.

Just have to do.

Can't stop.

Saturday morning, here already.

Pain floods me, no stopping it now.

Missing my Peanut and watching his siblings.

Play, pretend.

Comfort from friends, offering love.
Hugs.
Knowing looks.
Silent tears inside.

Covered by gloom no longer.
Joy.

Simple pleasures.

And tomorrow?

Can't stop time.

Spending my days reaching for hope,

Searching for sunshine.

Tick, Tick, Tick.

Keep going.

Kids smile and laugh, healing.

Another new day.

Hope coming.