maybe my heart will never be done
because she will always be gone
i thought for sure after George was born
my muscles would relax,
that impulse to grab and grip life would soften
but it’s been 6 months of having 4 earthside
and it still feels like someone is missing
i glance around my living room
and lean into that empty space
and with gratitude, lean into the full ones
but it does not resolve this pending question…
how could it ever be enough?
and how could it ever be too much?