She Buried Her Little Boy Today

She buried her little boy today,

As I try and figure out what to say…that could possibly take the empty feeling away,

I realize that nothing can do that. Ever.

I try and plug my ears,

while the world complains about insignificant silly little troubles, but I really want to scream “shut up!”

And she buried her little boy today.

 

Why do people say “there are no words” when someone dies?

There are words, so many words.

I’ve never lost a child,

But what I think it must feel like is drowning, just barely keeping your head above the water,

Not being able to breathe,

A pain in your heart that never subsides.

 

I have thought of her and wondered how I would deal with such loss

While I tuck in my own precious son each night.

She’s living my worst nightmare,

Losing a part of yourself,

so young, so loved,

An angel that is now soaring above.

 

I can walk away from this when it becomes too painful to finish, turn my mind off to these heartbreaking thoughts,

but she can’t.

Each day she must wake up knowing her little boy is not here anymore.

He is here… though not physically to touch and hold.

He is here, all around us.

 

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About Reflections of a Super Stew

Ex-flight attendant turned army wife- Reflecting on the life of 2 flight attendants based in NYC. Travelling the world together, marrying the weekend after 911, Proving love conquers all as the adventures continue. Currently serving in the US Army. I reserve the rights to all written blog posts, and photos at https://superstew39.wordpress.com/ and https://www.facebook.com/superstew39
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