Hurt

I still hurt. I always will. Kevin was too important for this to completely heal, but my pain is not the greatest hurt. It's my friends'. When I witness their sorrow, their pain, I hurt so much more. I can handle my own pain, but I feel helpless and unable to do anything or provide any comfort for my friends. I never really planned ahead, but they did. Without Kevin, those plans are forever altered or even lost. I have no more tears left, but they're still crying. I am left unable to offer more than a hug or a comforting word, but that is merely a band-aid for the gaping hole in their hearts. I know their pain, I feel it too, but I don't know how to heal it. Kevin is in heaven now, I have peace in that, but my friends still here in this world still know pain and hurt. As long as that is true for them, it is true for me, but when we are reunited with God and Kevin we will know pain and hurt no more. In the mean time, onwards.