First Easter Weekend Break Without Mum

First Easter Weekend Break Without Mum

No amount of time can heal

the wounds carved into my soul

I am trapped in a cycle of sorrow and longing

unable to see a way out

My Mum Loved Travelling

We used to always go away for Easter break

with my beautiful darling Mum together

this very first time we were without her

it was hurting me more than I anticipated

When our flight began to take off on the runway

I felt overwhelmed with searing grief and

I curled into my seat sobbing into my hands

how I wished she was here with us as before

For most of that first Easter break weekend

I was utterly wretched and inconsolable

I missed her more than I could ever imagine

just like all other “Firsts” I had been through