Spring marked the loss of the love of my life. I held this sweet soul the day he took his first breath, and again as he exhaled his final breath. He walked with me through fire, oceans of tears and spiritual growth. He was a healing balm for the worst of wounds and a solid anchor in the most tumultuous storms.
Now I am adrift in a thick fog. In time this fog will lift, but for now I have brought him to life the only way I can, to be my guiding star.
Sweet dreams sweet prince. You are a part of me forever.