Imagine.

Imagine you met in high school. College. You randomly met, just a few months ago.

He is your heart and soul. He is it. No matter how hard you may try to deny it, he is it for you. Imagine you've found the missing fragment of your soul. Imagine you've found what everyone searches for. It just fits. You can't make sense of it. And you don't care if anyone else "gets it," it makes sense. You fit.

Imagine your wedding day. It's everything you've dreamed of. It's a princess dress, and all of your closest family and friends. It's all of the traditions, the bouquet toss, the garder, the cake. Everything. It's a quick and sweet ceremony. It's a religious T. It's only a few friends. It's just the pair. It's perfect. To the letter, It's what you have always dreamed of, and some how in such a short while, it's come a reality.

Imagine your honeymoon. You go to an exotic locale. You spend time in the sand and surf. You stay local with the foreboding warning that he might have to work. You squeeze in as many of your favorite activities as possible. You lounge luxuriously for hours. You explore a new location. You feel like it lasts forever. You feel like the clock is ticking.

Imagine you take a pregnancy test. You are expecting. You will bring another human being to this earth. You will be parents. It is negative. You wish upon wish you could create life. You stare at the faded lines.

Imagine life changing. You move your life for someone you love. You switch jobs. You make new friends. You give up old hobbies. You start anew. Everything changes.

Imagine loneliness. He is gone. He has a job to do. You have to uphold and remain strong. You are working. He is working. 

Imagine uncertainty. You don't know when stability will return. You don't know the last time you'll see him. You don't know if this is the day. You are tired of waiting, of all the heart jumps.

Imagine he leaves. He has to go. You can't stop him. You're running to his bus. You try to reach him in the bus window. You say goodbye before work. You tell him to come home safe. You warn him to drive carefully. You remind him you love him. You nod at others around him. 

Imagine He Is Gone. Imagine the men at your door. Imagine your life flipping upside down.

Imagine each and every dream. He was going to be a_
We were building a_
Our child was_
We were going to_
Our kids will_
I thought we_

Imagine each of those dreams. And then. Add weight. Add weight. Addweightaddweightaddweightaddweight.

Burst.

Imagine.

Each and every

Hope
Dream
Future.
Collapsed
Crushed
Gone.

It wasn't only him. It was the life. The ideas. We were going to.

It. Doesn't. Stop.

The imaginations just keep going.
Even though he is gone. 
The mind, the heart, they don't stop.

They are real. They were here. They had families. They had aspirations. They had dreams.

This isn't statistics. 

11 comments

  1. I love the way you write.

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  2. One of your most powerful writings. Thank you for sharing.

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  3. I love how your wrote this. I can't imagine. Thanks for sharing this

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  4. Incredibly awesome and very moving.

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  5. I'm so sorry. That is all I know to say. I have been reading for a long time and I still wish you didn't have to go through this. I wish nobody had to go through this.

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    My heart aches reading this. Beautiful, truthful, heartbreaking, raw. I have never been in your shoes but I can imagine the pain never truly goes away. I am glad that you still allow yourself to feel it and to recognize that it's okay. Lots of love and hugs to you and baby girl. xo

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  7. love your blog
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    xoxox

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  8. Thank You and I am going to share this on my FB if that is ok with you. :-)

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  9. I have been following your blog (almost) since it started. I have never commented before - words didn't seem like they would be enough to ease your pain and loss and suffering, and I certainly could never even begin to imagine your heartache, but I always said a prayer for you & A. This posted (like others) moved me to tears. WOW. Just...wow. I was going to comment on your most recent post about how far you have come. It takes a brave person to be so vulnerable and share such a deep and personal journey with, theoretically, the whole world. I will continue to cheer for you, even if just in my head or prayers. "The journey of 1,000 miles begins with one step"

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  10. I have been following your blog (almost) since it started. I have never commented before - words didn't seem like they would be enough to ease your pain and loss and suffering, and I certainly could never even begin to imagine your heartache, but I always said a prayer for you & A. This posted (like others) moved me to tears. WOW. Just...wow. I was going to comment on your most recent post about how far you have come. It takes a brave person to be so vulnerable and share such a deep and personal journey with, theoretically, the whole world. I will continue to cheer for you, even if just in my head or prayers. "The journey of 1,000 miles begins with one step"

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