Today’s your birthday. Just one day.
Just one day. That’s all it is. Just one day.
That’s all it took. Just one day.
To take you from us. Just one day.
And a lifetime is gone. In just one day.
Today, 16 January 2025, is Mack’s 21st birthday. Or would be, if you had lived to see his 9th birthday and all those that followed.
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I was looking at dubiously attributed quotes on Pinterest and saw the “I sat with my anger long enough..” quote and went looking for its real source. The first thing I found was your post which led me to look further into your story and find your book. Tomorrow is Grace’s birthday. She was my little sister, like my own child, and my closest friend. Your poem for Mack is speaking for me while I am still in a place of grief that isn’t good with words. Thank you