When did the stars in my son’s life burn out?

Photo by Jan Behnisch on Unsplash

I stepped through the door knowing my universe had experienced a tectonic shift.

Eleven days ago marked another year, another world, another life. Every part of me hurt as if my essence had been ripped from my body.

My cortisol-laced emotions were stuck in fight mode. My psyche locked on high alert. My phone glued to my side.