And loss Stories

At eighteen years young, I’ve learned something difficult to accept: if you love someone, at some point, you will feel pain. And I don’t mean a temporary pain like stubbing your toe; I’m talking about a pain that breaks you. “For Heaven’s sake, child, if you’re going to break, break with your beauty intact. You’re a mess, and we have somewhere to be.” That voice belonged to Mother. Mere hours ago, she poked her nose in my...

On that cloudy day, she watched as a black sedan pulled into her driveway.  Her heart dropped as two dressed soldiers walked up to her front door.  Little Jake all but a year old on her hip, she knew to good would come from this visit.  Both soldiers polite and talked in a soft low voice.  Giving her the news she had always feared.  With a wail, she slumped to the floor.  Even at a young age, Jake knew something was wrong...

Will I ever feel your arms around me again? Feel your lips on mine. Stare into your beautiful blue eyes and laugh at your silly jokes. I miss the way you held me. So close I couldn't breath. The way your eyes smile when you are happy. Will I ever feel you touch my skin in such a way that you make me melt again?: Just to sit next to you and cuddle close would be a dream come true. I never met a real man until I met you. A...