On our way home from Lutsen,
on the shore of Lake Superior
I wrote his name in lake stones.
My love and grief are so powerful
and so entwined around my heart
it takes my breath away.
I can wish for things to be different all I want, plead for this to not be our reality, for him to be returned to us..., but it will never happen. I took all his rocks home with me, not knowing exactly what I'll do with them yet..., but it's things like this that keep him close. It's all I have - create for him, grasp on to it, bring him with us wherever we go.