The Other side of "The Otherside"

The Otherside of the Otherside

 

I am on the other side of the Otherside.

It's been four years. Today.
It's an invisible day. I am lost.

I am a parent who has lost a child to drugs and alcohol.

Never thought the addiction would take her there.

She was my baby girl when she was sober.

Another person when the addiction took over.
You were seeing the otherside of your life. Invisible to me.

You never know what is going on in the head of a person on the Otherside.

I can't understand the OCD, the loving child, the lost child.
The child who says yes to tomorrow one day, and is void of feeling the next.

This week the gauze goes up, the curtains come down in my world.
One foot in front of the other. I am on the otherside of life.
Life is gray.
No one knows what today is. I am cranky.

We talk about the same subjects and remind each other we already said it.
Nothing new to say today.

Tonight we went out to dinner.
A glass of bubbly, a glass of red wine, a toast to Kim.
 Kimmy always said tip well. We tipped well.
Came home for dessert.
I mixed a box of Trader Joe's cake mix and ate it out of the bowl.
Nothing like cake batter to soothe the soul.

Tomorrow is another day. The veil will lift. The color will return.

So it's another year without you.
Miss you lots little girl.
Love You
Mo