every day i am aware of death.
every moment, and with each breath i take, i am aware of life.
when death comes unexpectedly, violently, out of the norm, by choice, not the way i imagined, i am shaken to my core. i am brought into that place of questioning and wondering and trying to find meaning. right now, i can’t.
she carried a pain so deep that no one knew. she ached with a mama’s heart for healing in her children. she felt misunderstood, unseen, unknown, alone.
today i honor her life. the life of T. i look out. i look in and i look up.
and yes, even now, a hummingbird hovers at my window looking in.