Love plus Loss does not equal Logic
Logically , I know by just looking in the mirror each morning, seeing the pain etched upon your Dad’s face or the slump of her little shoulders as I watch your Nana , or the blue eyes of your sister, as they too stream with tears at any given moment, that you have now left us for 4 months .
So why is it that when I do venture out of this house, gearing myself up not to have “emotional incontinence “ and thus embarrass those around me and I see a Black F 150 Ford Truck I immediately look for you as its driver?
Why do I know that you will never be calling again but at 9:01 pm ( the time you used to call) my ears strain for the sound of a ringing phone?
Why do I expect you to walk in the door everytime I hear the latch click?
Why do see or read something and immediately think
“Oh I must tell Chris “
Logic has nothing to do with Love or Loss ……..
” I have my freedom but I don’t have much time”