It's the little things
In the thin veil where night begins to meet a new day you left this world. Last Saturday we were gathered, the mood was heavy. We wanted to leave but you pulled us in, beckoning us to stay a little while longer. You knew, you knew the days that lie before us would be transform us and you wanted us close. I wanted to leave. I wanted to take a break but you called to Emma, asking her to stay and after a short nap you lulled us awake so that we might have another moment with you. Your spirit left you in peace. As your body was prepared for your transport we stood shoulder to shoulder, tears flowed freely and we let your love envelope us. My spirit is broken, my heart uncertain and my body weary in the realization that your heavy footsteps will never again come down the hallway. I wonder did you know, did you hear how much I loved you? Did I say it to you often enough? I know you hear me now. The pecans sit on the stair...