I went back for another visit.
I used the concern I had for my friend as the focus.
If given the choice I would have stayed away a little longer.
The little one was unwrapped this time...the long and grabbing arms and legs made him real. Flesh and blood, breath and scent.
I cried myself to sleep that night, wondering why I, we didn't get that chance in life. I guess we got a chance, it was just never meant to be filled.
I went to the garden in hopes to mend myself.
Sometimes the quiet, warm wind and insects bring me peace when my heart is so upturned.