This is the kind of thing that reminds parents to be acutely aware of their children’s safety, makes people appreciate what they have more, and try to forget what they have lost because it seems so small in comparison.
When a child dies, everyone mourns.
I keep thinking: what if I had been babysitting that night? I would have held that guilt forever. A child’s smile is so precious that it hurts to see it fade. When a child’s smile is lost forever, there is just no replacing it. For all the world’s tries, there is just no filling that hole. No child is replaceable.
I’m trying to ignore my losses and think only of theirs right now. But Tori was my loss too. And right now, there are too many losses in the same place, I just can’t handle it.
But the only clues I will give you is the line where a smile should be, and silent tears trickling down my face past dark sunglasses.
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Long Way Home
SpiritualPart 2 of the "Contemplative Compositions" series. After "Things to Think About" but you can read them in any order! Happy reading! FanTABULOUS cover by: @silentlaughter
