[The absence I miss the most is captured milestones].
Year one – 11.2013
I am empty and poured to entirety. I compromise values to ease the pain of uneaten, baby-pink cake and silent nurseries.
I befriend demons.
and take. I am kidnapped from sanity. I teeter in the waves of grief amidst a pirated ship.
I still haven’t gained my sea legs for such a zealous voyage.
Year two – 11.2014
Left or right handed?
Thirty pounds of body shed –
I wish for the addition of your weight instead.
Sometimes, lightness is captured like Christmas morning’s unwrapping.
And other moments, I still correct my footing;
Knees akimbo – hoping the deep arches of my ballerina feet attach in strength and poise.
For every experience, I wish to take yours instead.
Because I know my greatest adventure will always be you.