Monday, June 3, 2013

I Wish You Could Everything



Um, okay, why am I so icky inside this week?

Duh.

It's Nattie Week. Friday, I don the tiara and celebrate her heaven birthday. Each year is the tiniest sliver of a bit easier but this ugly feeling never goes entirely away. This "Why her?" screaming turns to Why Me pity all too easily. Nattie wouldn't want that.

I love you Nattie-Pie. I miss you. I sort of want to punch God in the face for taking you away from us.

Six years.

How is that even possible?

I still don't care for talk of Heaven. My mind cannot grasp it. It doesn't make me feel better. 

I leave books in bathroom stalls. I write your blog address inside the covers. I want to spread the bookish Nattie love. I think you'd like that.

I wish I could see your kids grow up. 

I wish YOU could see your kids grow up.

I wish you could...

everything.

I wish you could everything.

I love you.

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