Missing Him.

He was my safe space.

He was my person.

He protected me.

He was proactive for me.

We fell into other like a perfect trap.

But not caught; collected.

Into each other.

He protected me.

I never felt lacking.

Or wanting.

I wasn't scared.

If I was scared it was because he would leave.

But he never did, he dug in.

Meanwhile when the tumor got bigger he was scared I would leave.

Yeah, never.

He showed up stronger when I felt weak.

Perhaps that's why I showed up ten times more than when he wasn't himself.

Man, there were too many hospital visits to discuss between the two of us.

But we made it.

Until we didn't.

He was a gem.

Always wanted to help.

Never ran from struggles.

Faced them.

Owned them.

I would like to think I did the same.

Can't believe it will be a year.

Since I heard your voice.

Helped you.

And had your arms around me.

I will stop here because there is too much more to share.

But just know, I know, and you know, we are both here for each other, always.

Whether in person or in heaven...

Missing you my bluejay.

Xoxo,

C.