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Ahhh. I listened all the way through and I cried through every moment.

It is so hard to know what to do with that kind of pain, isn't it. So very hard to bring it up to the surface and simply let it be. Maybe it's enough to know that others will cry with you and in that, you will not be alone.

I would wish for you in this moment, a mother's lap that you can just climb into and be held and rocked for a while, much as you -- no doubt -- held your own daughter many times.

time can bring you down
time can bend your knees
time can break your heart
have you begging please
begging, please...

I have known that kind of anguish and I'm so sorry that you have known it too.

There has to be something good about this love that we hold in our hearts, Rhapsody. We get what we get and the limitations of that getting can be what makes the love we do get all the more precious. Love can break us and yet, somewhere, we agreed that we'd be willing to bear that cost for all the joy it brought. I don't need to have known her to know that she was beautiful for you have already shown her beauty to us through the vision of your heart.

Tonight, you will cry and others will cry with you. And in just a few hours, the sun will rise and you will feel just a little bit better even if you forever carry that place within you that has been scraped and hollowed by the hand of pain. May the sun creep into that space and soothe you with its warmth by day, and may angels watch over you and bring you peace by night.