Sunday Afternoons

Sundays were once filled with so much love and laughter

Now a part of me aches on the 7th day of the week every week

I haven't seen Mimi in at least a year

I didn't wish her happy birthday

And she didn't for me

She calls & sings every year

And after 21 years

that tradition has come to a halt

I miss her

I miss them all

Sunday afternoons were my favorite part of every week

But I'll never get that back

I pray she never dies

So I won't wonder if they'll call to let us know

It hasn't happened yet

but it's already set to be the worst day of my life

I used to pray she would make it to see me say "I do"

But now I don't know if she'd even come.

xx, caroline