We’re leaving our child in California.
It’s a relief boarding our return flight,
Backs turned from the hotel room,
the hospital ward,
this ruin of a holiday.
Yet as the skyline tilts and expands beyond our window, our hearts ache.
Goodbye, little one.
If only we could have said hello.
Jez Poyner lives in Manchester, UK. He writes on his phone at night, whilst his wife sleeps beside him.
So painful to read. I read it twice. You captured what any of us would feel in your shoes.
Beautifully written
In a few words you captured profound loss and deep sorrow.
Utterly gut-wrenching.
Got to me…
heartbreaking….one of the best 50 word stories published here.
Such beautiful writing about the unimaginable. Your story will stay with me.
Our hearts ache, too.
Thanks for the comments, everyone!
A poignant, compelling story, beautifully written.