People ask us how we’re doing.
Honest answer, we’re struggling,
all of us, every day, every minute, in every way.
We miss you, we love you,
it is natural to grieve.
Your parents, your sister, your brothers, your kids,
your goddaughter, your cousins,
your coworkers and friends.
We all struggle every day,
but we’re okay. We have to be.
You filled this world with so much love,
You called your boys to check on them,
I turn to God,
I feel your spirit,
You are with us every day,
We whisper to you
but won’t hear back,
and yet, you are there,
you are everywhere.
You are in everything we do,
Every day we send our love to you.
cfblack, 10-29-25

Jasmine age 16, photography class
