Jerm

Life is too short sometimes and all the rules can be broken

People can just stop

Stop knowing you

Stop loving you

Stop being alive

Sometimes daddies leave for work and never come back home

Sometimes mommies abandon the very person that they grew in their own womb

Brothers and sisters disown

Lovers love others

And best friends grow apart

It’s not supposed to go like that

And yet it does

It’s a cruel joke that the whole world doesn’t stop on it’s axis and pay homage to the pain of all the broken rules

We live in the midst of total madness

An old friend flipped his truck last week

And his baby girl will never see him again

Later that day I buckled our kids into their car seats and drove to the store

Like I trusted that the wind wouldn’t blow any or all of us straight to heaven

I sob while sending a text to long lost friends

And in the same moment I dry my eyes while replying to the speech pathologist at school

I sit in the shower wondering how I will possibly do one single more thing in this mean and ugly world

And then I get dressed and pack lunches and lay out tiny clothes for tomorrow

We know this world is a thief who steals people and time from us over and over again

But we keep on trucking like she won’t knock us to our knees again

Kairos and Chronos are real

And I still pray to God every night

And all throughout my day

Like a little girl asking Santa for a pony

Lord let me keep the ones I have

And let them keep theirs

All the while knowing it’s just too much to ask