Since we got the news.
Since we heard those words.
Since I made those phone calls.
Since the start of the grief.
Since the shock and disbelief.
Life is short. And yours was too short.
We miss you.
We expect to see your face, but it’s gone.
We are always asked “where are you?” by C.
You always lit up the room with your smile.
We loved your joy.
We loved how much you loved us.
We know we’ll see you soon.
But until we do, we grieve your absence.