Wednesday, July 27, 2011
No Better Word
Words. When expressing emotions, I have hundreds of eloquent ones to choose from. And yet, on occasion it is a very primitive utterance that fits best. F**K. An expletive used to voice the deep sense of overwhelming loss I often feel as I reflect upon all that has happened. When it hits me hard that they will not be back. That physical connection, gone. No more hugs. None of their laughter or smiles. Spoken silently in my mind or forcefully expelled from deep within my chest. Sometimes it is the only word to choose.