A sweet text from my husband today pictured the most beautiful bouquet of flowers. Not for me though, for our dead daughter. I sit back tonight and wonder how many men stood in lines today buying flowers, teddy bears, chocolates not meant for their lovers, but their dead daughters instead. Maybe a few. I pray only a few.
Tonight is one of those nights where death just doesn’t seem fair. As we cried together it is so plain to see that every happy day and good day is also the worst and saddest day. Not just today, but for the rest of our lives. Forever. Ugh! Maggie is not here. Do you understand this??? It’s aweful!! Maddening! Why?
No one understands this. That’s how it seems. My heart pounds as I write this. Pain and hurt…there are no words for this…
Happy Valentine’s Day Maggie. You’re beautiful.