If we're so lucky, why do we feel shattered?
Faith in the foundation of our lives,
the love and trust that binds us together...cracked.
Whatever the good or bad, a team should stick together.
Now we wonder how she could want to leave us.

If we're so grateful, why do we feel so angry?
A miracle spared us from losing her,
but realization slowly creeps in.
When she lost herself, she chose to act alone.
Shut out, we're only allowed to pick up the broken pieces.

If we miss her, why do we dread her release?
We rest easier knowing, for now, she is safe,
stripped of the ability to make another choice.
We wonder how we'll ever learn to trust again.
Anxious and afraid, we'll have to let go, relying on hope.

Does she realize nothing will ever be the same again?
A family is crushed, struggling to accept the cold truth.
Rather than turn to us, she chose to crawl off,
like a wounded animal, to die alone in the woods.

This life-altering event happened to us, too.

~ R.J.K.