Eight Years Without My Son

 

My grief is emotional, mental, physical and spiritual rollercoaster.

It comes in waves...waves that crash into me so hard it takes my breath away.

I will grieve for my son until the day I die.

His death is not something I can just "get over".

I am trying my best to learn with to live without him.

I will never be the person I was before Colt died.

Grief is the price I pay for love.

1 comment:

  1. Java Bean: "Ayyy, we dogs send lots of tail wags your way on this sad anniversary."
    Charlee: "And we cats send lots of purrs."

    ReplyDelete

Thank you for your comment! I appreciate you!