I used to fear the unknown-
worried about how my life will turn out
if I’m widowed early.
But I’m not afraid anymore.
I cannot waste what time we have left
on what if’s,
or troubled worries.
Life is far too short;
so I’m diving deep in life’s ocean.
I think I’ve finally figured out
why I’m so obsessed with sunsets.
There is a quote by an artist that I know not the name,
“Tell me a story of how the sun loved the moon so much
he died every night just to let her breathe.”
There’s something beautiful about endings-
for it leads to new beginnings.
And while selfishly, I want to keep him here for all eternity,
I also want him to know, I’ll be okay.
When his time comes around, if my heart is still beating,
I will take a brush and paint the sky with hues of purple & blue
& show the world how much I love him-
just as the sun loves the moon.
Kristian L. Weigman