Lonely.
Lonely is a sad word.
Lonely.
Lonely is that empty arm, the lopsided family missing its boy.
Lonely.
My heart. It's lonely too.
Attending the temple last night without Luke.
That was lonely.
It's not the same without my other half.
Just like McKayslin is not the same without her other half.
We miss our boy.
Lonely.
Yet in loneliness I find solace.
Time to reflect.
To pray.
To search.
Time to reflect.
To pray.
To search.
And I find answers.
Peace.
Comfort.
Peace.
Comfort.
Strength.
Lonely.
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