An Empty Seat at the Table
Sorry I haven't written much. Life has been crazy. My grandmother passed away from covid pneumonia on September 9, 2021. Today I feel like I can finally write something that has been on my heart since that week. An empty seat at the table I look around and you're not there Bustling about making sure everyone is taken care of We are all gathered around the table that we've shared so many meals at, so many laughs But there's an empty seat at the table It's the seat you should be in You should be here But you're not and it's not fair My heart aches at the thought of all the things you'll miss The emptiness I feel is too big for words Sometimes all I have are tears But tears won't fill that empty chair Tears won't bring you back I just pray that every day we have left we continue to make you proud By loving a little deeper And speaking a little sweeter to those around us Like the preacher so beautifully said at your funeral, you embodied Galatians 5: