When You Were Called Home by: Danielle Piper

I wrote this to a friend I lost March 2018

The day God took you home. The world no longer felt like home. The world became a wild crazy place I didn’t recognize anymore. With you not here I feel I walk alone, even though your truly right here. Your with me in spirit but it’s not nearly the same as having the real you here. I visit your grave but it makes me sad because it reminds me of a soul that was ripped out of my life before I really knew. I watched your daily struggles, which was hard to do. 
I felt helpless. I wanted to help and take it all away but God had different plans. I wanted to protect you, but I didn’t know how. God tells me your journey is done. Your pain and suffering has finally came to a hult.He tells me it’s time to say goodbye but just for now not for always. He tells me to hold you close to my heart, so when I miss you I can reach out and I’ll feel you there. 
I see you in my dreams, but I wake up crying because I miss you and it’s all too real for me. It’s crazy how unfair life can be. You blink just once and a loved one can be gone. 




*I want to tell you I love and miss you with every new day. We battled everything together from day one when we met. You were special to me. Always put a smile on my face no matter what kind of mood I was in.You rest easy because in time we will reunite at the golden gates. Fly high buddy and I’ll see you soon.*