The space between

The tears we cry is the

laughter that keeps us coming back for more

The space between

The wicked lies we tell to keep us safe from the pain

There are no words to encompass this.
Horror. Tragedy. Impossible.
They all seem to float around the edges flirting with the truth, but none truly approach it.

The awful: My grandson, my lil Pharaoh, our precious Egyptian Prince died night before last. A perfect being of incredible light and joy, created and nurtured in love; gone. He stopped breathing. We don’t know why.

Bereft, destroyed, devastated. More words that are mere ghosts of reality to describe my poor daughter, my Fawn and her husband, our Aaron in their loss.

Grama, (me); Grammy, (GirlyBoi); and Nana (A’s mom), are simply holding. Holding our babies, knowing we can’t heal this or fix this our protect our children from this- this random event.

What we are doing is this: Moving them into a little house nearby (instead of the 2 hours away from us in a weekly motel where they have been making their tiny budding family’s beginning). What we would like to do: support them for a month to allow them some little time to pull and hold together and grieve and heal without the worry of jobs and bills and money.

We ask, no beg, that in leiu of flowers or cards, that you send cash to help us do this. Please, please click the donation button in the right top of the sidebar to help these kids have a brief respite from the pressures of the world while they begin the healing.

The song that rings in my mind that tells what can be told:

The Space Between

-Dave Matthews Band

The Space Between

-Dave Matthews Band

You cannot quit me so quickly
Is no hope in you for me
No corner you could squeeze me
But i’ve got all the time for you love

The space between
The tears we cry
is the laughter keeps us coming back for more
The space between
The wicked lies we tell and hope to keep safe from the pain

But will i hold you again

These fickle fuddled words confuse me
Like will it rain today
We waste the hours with talking talking
These twisted games we’re playing

We’re strange allies
With warring hearts
What a wild eyed beast you be

The space between
The wicked lies we tell
and hope to keep safe from the pain

Will i hold you again
Will i hold

Look at us spinning out in the madness of a rollercoaster
You know you went off like the devil in the church
In the middle of a crowded room
All we can do my love
Is hope we don’t take this ship down

The space between
Where you smile and hide
is where you’ll find me if i get to go

The space between
The bullets in our fire fight
is where i’ll be hiding waiting for you
The rain that falls
Splashed in your heart
Ran like sadness down the window into your room

The space between
Our wicked lies is
Where we hope to keep safe from pain

Take my hand
Cause we’re walking out of here
Oh, ohhh
Right out of here
Love is all we need dear

The space between
What’s wrong and right
Is where you’ll find me hiding
Waiting for you

The space between
Your heart and mine
Is the space we’ll fill with time

The space between
The space between