Resilience & Epistemology

I wished upon a falling meteorite last week..

That kind of love never fades.

My gasp aloud.  My skipped beat.

I know there are no pretences is wanting peace and happiness for you; and wanting you to be alive. And wanting to believe that wishing something, could bring you and me together again.

Despite every rational bone that ever existed,

I wished for you to be alive and happy.

Always shining brightly.

My hope and my love.

Rest in Peace my dear Sister.