Across the Veil
It’s the little things, like sending a text to wish friends a happy anniversary and seeing that the last message I sent them was the news that you had left us. Or the online form that asks marital status including the box that says widowed. I refuse the label, mark myself MARRIED, and wish for the option to underline and circle the word. because I am, always and forever yours. Or your jacket hanging on the hook next to mine as always. I touch your name stitched onto the fabric, feel your name sown like seeds across my soul. Then these words: Once you have touched and tasted heaven, nothing else will ever compare, or ever be enough again. Are these words mine, missing you with every breath and heartbeat? Or are the words yours … just letting me know? Later in the day, the sun set like a glowing peach, an anthem of glory in the sky. It seemed for a moment as if we were on the same side of things, small but filled with wonder, together in a world of light.


I can feel every word.
My heart aches as I read your beautiful words that hold so much love!! Holding you in love! 💖