Alex Vicarious
March 23, 2009 at 11:27 pm 5 comments
The hole through my lip
Throbs faintly to remind me
Of your countenance.
Entry filed under: Poetry. Tags: Alex, Loss, Love, Poetry, Spirituality.
March 23, 2009 at 11:27 pm 5 comments
The hole through my lip
Throbs faintly to remind me
Of your countenance.
Entry filed under: Poetry. Tags: Alex, Loss, Love, Poetry, Spirituality.
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Denise | March 26, 2009 at 1:19 am
Lauren,
Everytime I see Alex’s picture, it takes my breath away. I can’t imagine what it does to you.
–Denise
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Andi Kay | March 31, 2009 at 5:08 am
I still remember him like he’s four, you know, the only time he was smaller than me. I miss you, and him, and China. I drove passed where it used to be the other day and it nearly made me cry.
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lollygabber | March 31, 2009 at 5:12 pm
China was a magical place. When the lot was up for sale, we threw mud and rocks at the sign so no one could call the owner. I don’t think we understood the concept of vandalism. Or maybe we just didn’t care.
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Noor | March 31, 2009 at 9:13 pm
He was one of the few people i would look forward to seeing, because i knew i would never have a dull moment around him.
I miss him, day and a day out. It gets bearable, then worse.
I honestly can’t even imagine what you are going through.
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lollygabber | March 31, 2009 at 11:15 pm
It’s horrible, and it has been getting worse with time. I received some life-changing good news less than two weeks ago, and I’m happy about it, but I can’t really enjoy anything the way I used to. Even if everything goes well the rest of my life (and it won’t), I will still have this tremendous sense of loss that I will never be able to get over.
I don’t understand why things like this happen. And I hate hearing, “God has a plan.” My “God” doesn’t “plan” on any mother burying her child or any sibling grieving over such a premature loss. My “God” would make sure that Alex would be reading a book and toking up in Denton right now. My “God” wouldn’t make anyone have to suffer a loss so great.
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