it was late, but that's what i'm here for. you called, crying, begging for help. i asked your name, address, and tried to keep you calm. you kept shouting "blue! blue! blue!" over and over and over and over...
i told you it was an accident, but that didn't make it any easier. as i drove home, i could still hear your screams. your life would never be the same again. neither would mine.
i got home and let myself in. the kids were asleep, as they should be. i climb the stairs, my feet weighted. you rest heavy in my mind. as i open the door and look down at her, resting as soundly as an angel, i realize it hurts worst knowing you'll never know this again. i go in and take her in my arms. i hug her. i cry.
how could such unconscious actions lead to so much pain? how could you ever get a restful nights sleep again? fleeting glimpses, your world in your hands. the devil smiles while god laughs at all our plans. you prayed in vain and god ignored your pain.