I woke up today and realized, she’s not coming home.
The weight hit me like a million stones straight to the gut of a bleeding heart. I know. I’ve always known. This one’s for my Sister.
It wasn’t…
That I didn’t know.
But I didn’t.
I knew she had a problem.
I knew.
But I didn’t know.
It wasn’t…
That I didn’t love her.
But I didn’t tell her.
She knew.
But she didn’t know.
It was…
That I loved her so much,
I accepted her pain,
Because I knew.
But I didn’t know.
And I carried my own pain, too.
She knew.
But she didn’t know.
It wasn’t…
Addiction that killed her.
I knew.
But they didn’t know.
They still don’t.
It was…
The weight of a heavy heart.
She knew.
I knew.
I knew.
But I didn’t know.
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Charla Nicole Cheatwood 4/17/1984 -2/26/2015
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I too made a mistake believing that because Jaie’s siblings came to me for advice and support, that Jaie would have also 😢💔😢.
If he had only said one thing to me about his fears and concerns I could have told him that he was never alone with them 😓
Big hugs Grace ❤️❤️❤️
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