I miss my son
I miss his wit, his smile, his laugh, his compassion, his strength. I miss his phone calls, his voice. I miss being his mom. I will never learn to live life without him. I will always feel cheated out of every moment he is not with us, being a part of our day, creating more memories. I still try to live a life – but it just doesn’t feel right, he is still missing from that life. I try to make myself numb, to just not feel, but that only lasts for so long and then it hits. I know … Continue reading I miss my son