….. is filled with what used to be, what I knew to be and is now the space within me
I move throughout this space, existing simultaneously in between the day before and the day after you died
The gifts that were given to me through your death help to solidify the space, attempt to fill the void and bridge the gap that separates our souls
There is no love that compares to a Mother’s love for her child, and no matter the space between them, the bridge that crosses over the before and after, helps to make it bearable to walk across the now
