Lost in Time and Space

Grief has been a confusing journey. When Nana died, I did grieve, and I have continued to do so. But I grieve for what I missed out on. Nana never saw me graduate high school, never even saw Hudson leave middle school, and Zach was lost in time and space. We were the forgotten grandchildren.

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The Game

The whole world seems to hold its breath as they wait,

Poised like statue versions of their usually energetic selves

Their legs itching to run

Their arms itching to sweep the ball into the back boards of the goal

The air is cold and crisp, adding an extra pep in everyone’s step,

And the sky is a perfect watercolor

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