starved for her giggles

Gasping breaths, quiet sobs. Big, juicy tears well-up and roll down my cheeks.

I miss my child.  The sunshine she brings to my life.  I am starved for her giggles and silly stories.

How we laugh and make up games with funny rules.  It never matters who wins, we both get trophies.

She has stolen my heart and I don’t want it back.  I just need her in my life, that’s all I ask.

I grieve every day I am not able see her.   It tears me up inside….but I push on.

Giving up is not an option.  Not for her or me.

It’s been five days since I saw her last.

Please God, make him let me see her.

~P.