Author Adelaide Green

Times like these I am glad you are not here anymore.

I remember you only liked certain foods.

Mom had to run out to get you something different every day.

What would we do now during corona virus times?

How would we feed you safely?

I feel bad even saying that, even thinking that.

Any day, I’d take you being here over not.

But in the dark days of being stuck at home, I sigh relief.

Thankfully you’re not here to deal with this.

I can’t even figure out how to deal with it now, as a healthy woman in hers 30s with two small boys.

Just call me “the great pretender”.

I seem as though I am doing well but I miss you.

Despite times like these I still miss you.

Still wish you were here.