"Dear God,
"Drew left today.
"It was a gloomy day. I saw mom cry again, I cried, Dad...dad was silent throughout, but he hugged Drew the longest.
"Drew's face after all the hugs and kisses and crying...oh my God, I laughed until I began tearing up all over again. He always knows how to make me smile.
"Oh God, for that one little moment, I forgot all about how I'd miss him when he'd be gone.
"It's crazy because I can't put it into words. Maybe I'm running out of words in my vocabulary, Drew would say. The house doesn't feel right without him in it and I'm upset even though I shouldn't be. I feel that same hollow even though I shouldn't.
"And I know it sounds selfish, but I want him to come back. Right back to us.
"I just...miss him, God.
"More than I ever thought possible."
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Short StoryTo the world, I've seen you in distress. I've seen you trample over sands. I've seen you aim missiles. So when my cuts needed healing, I chose God over you instead. - An account of a childhood obsession that turned into a lifelong faith. - © 2015...
