As he drove up to that funeral home,
my heart dropped.
Today would be the last day any of us will be able to see you.
Today is the day we say our goodbyes.
Even though we will say our goodbyes at every Halloween, Christmas, and even some days in between.
I walked up to the casket bed you lied in.
You looked like you were sleeping.
For a brief moment, I thought you were.
Until I touched your hand, stiff as board and cold as ice.
I consoled your family, made sure they knew that I was there for them.
I made sure that he knew if he needed anything that I'm here.
But there comes a time, where even the strongest of them all, fall.
After I was finally in a space where I was alone, my heart shattered all over again.
I cried and screamed to God.
Asking him why he would take such a wonderful woman, wife, grandmother, mother, sister, friend, away from all of us.
"There's so many flowers here," He said.
"You see this, xxxxx? You have so many flowers for you that you can make a floral shop," I joked, talking to the body in the casket as if she were still breathing.
"All the flowers she ever wanted." He said, he crumbled like burning buildings.
I held him in my arms, I gripped his shirt.
I made sure he knew I was there.
His love for you is infinite.