January 20, 2016

6 o’clock in the morning, my mom walked in

I knew the words that were going to come out of her mouth

But it still hurt just as much

“Grandma’s in a better place now.”

Maybe she is, but that didn’t ease the pain

Hiding under the covers, as if that would help

At first it didn’t feel real, then the thoughts came

I will never get to hear her voice again

Or hug her

Or hear her stories from her wonderful 90 years

She would never get to see me walk the stage at graduation

Or go to college

Or get married to the love of my life

Loss is a terrible thing

It can tear an amazing human being out of your life in just a second

But how is this real life?

She was alive and breathing yesterday

She just turned 90 years in September

And she was so healthy

Life is crazy that way, you feel like everything is going to be okay

Then you’re broken again just like that

Just over 2 months ago I lost you

But just the mention of your name

Or the mere memory of you

Breaks me to pieces all over again

I lost a part of myself when you took your last breath

My heart will never be whole again

I miss you Grandma.

This poem is about: 
My family


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