Turning away for fear you might see the pain and hurt in my eyes, looking to the heavens and begging for the strength not to cry as they begin to dampen and flood; staring at the passing cars in desperate distraction. Silence… the only language I can speak as words choke in my throat and dissipate into my heart. I fear you will never know them. I cannot compete with her memory. If I could replace her limp body with my own and give her back to you, I would, but I cannot. All I can do is sit, sit in …..silence.