Waking up alone
I woke up early, the silence of the house accentuating my loneliness. The morning light struggled to fill the empty spaces, reminding me of the absence of the laughter and chaos my grandchildren used to bring.
Each day now felt like an eternity, and I found myself yearning for the noise, the hugs, and even the occasional arguments.
Today, I hoped Michael would help me understand why it all vanished.