The Unpreparedness of No Good-bye

Grief,
the resounding echo
to one’s new reality.
Existing in time,
without part of one’s heart;

Grief,
the resounding echo
feeling, so surreal
Existing in time,
without part of one’s heart;
pain, deep, unable to feel.

Grief,
the resounding echo
tolerating days,
Existing in time
without part of one’s heart;
the unpreparedness of no good bye.

~Susan Alldred Lugton

My beautiful nephew died suddenly early Sunday morning, before the day even had a chance to begin. My heart is broken and my tears won't stop from the pain of not wanting this to be true for my sister's child. There is not enough room here to tell of the tightness in my throat that I can't swallow away and memories of a little boy echoing so desperately in my mind that they scream "Come back!" The only word for what we are right now is devastated. 

I hate that this is real.

Please send us your prayers, your love, your hope for our healing -- for something that feels so far out of the natural order. 

Thank you. 

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