I Hear you Everywhere

Even six months after your passing, I am left with haunting memories. Looking for life’s meaning and lost somewhere in the translation.

I meander through what is left of life. Looking for something more than what I’ve had.

Still, I feel your strength and spirit close by. I see remnants that remind me of you. I long for you. Knowing you are there does little to staunch the longing. I want the physical connection. That hug I remember so well. The love that tells me I am worthy. You were the only one who ever really gave me that.

I wonder if you can hear me thinking. I wonder if you know how much my life revolves around you now that you are gone. I know that I have much to say. And that you have opened doors for me to do just that. Even in death, you make me feel important; as though I have something special to impart upon the world. Your messages come through those still here. The voice may sound different, but it’s you; I hear you everywhere.