Don't Leave Me

2

The day started lonely as it had every day after Jack left us. At least, it felt lonely, a bland. If Jack were still here, if he had been healthy, I would've dressed him for school. He would've loved school, he was always such a smart boy.

But, Jack's attending the school of little angels now. He's learning to be polite and good like he would have been on earth. 

"That's good," I thought to myself as I sit at the kitchen table, freshly brewed coffee in hand, "My baby's good."

I sat in silence, my husband was out to work. He went into the office more often now, I'd suppose it's his coping method. It's better that way; we have been drifting apart lately.

I shifted in my seat to turn to the window door that led the backyard. It was particularly beautiful this time of morning, the drops of morning dew glinting in the sunlight; it created a rainbow effect across the pale green grass. Often I could spot a brightly colored insect, like a lady bug making a trip across the yard, it's bright red body in sharp contrast with the grass.

I decided to busy myself, like the creatures of the morning, and wondered what I should do. I thought about the session I had with my therapist. I had visited the thought of writing letters, but I was unsure who to write them to.

It seemed odd to write to write to my son. But, if she said it was best, I should try it. Right?

I pick up a pencil and and paper and began to write, the emotion pouring out of me.

To my baby Jack,

Oh, how dearly I miss you. It's not quite the same here without you. I miss how you would "help me cook" dinner; the pizza you made in that pot was delicious. I miss how you would sing to me, "Twinkle, Twinkle" was my favorite because you were my little star, The light in my life. You stood for so much; you were the one that kept me going; you were the one hope I clung to. Oh, what a little star you were. 

But, most of all I loved our bedtime meetings. You would get into bed and snuggle Troy the Porcupine, and I would pick out a book to read to you. Every word I read would tug on your eyelids, pulling you farther into the land in which you rest, and live in the story.

Only that was temporary, now you sleep forever. The angels kissed you like I would every night. I took your love; they took your life. They took you to a place where they could care for you much better than I ever could. I hope they are treating you well; that's all I want. I love you so much, Baby.

                                              Love,

                                                       Mommy

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A/N Hey guys, I'll be updating every Wednesday from now on. Also, the chapters will mostly be letters to different figures. Make sure to vote, comment, add it to reading lists and libraries. Love you all!