The Cracked Mirror

This March I turn 56.  And for the first time, it is not a birthday I welcome.  It will be the first one without my husband since we married over 26 years ago.  My daughter is leaving home and moving to Colorado five days later.  And I look in the mirror these days and feel old. 

Stunned Heart Stunned Heart Into the freezer. Hit me with the numb gun Safer there. No thoughts there, Time is frozen there. No moment after. No walk down the hall. No sitting in the chair. No looks of sorrow and dismay. No I’m sorry, so sorry. I’m sorry, so very, very sorry. My heart is