It has been 4 years since my son passed away. I miss him so much. I see his sons and I see him. Their smiles, their silliness, their reactions to the world around them. My oldest grandson looks so much like his father and my youngest grandson acts so much like him.
I fear I am starting to forget things about him. Like the sound of his voice or his laugh.
My other three children miss their brother in their own way. They don't talk to me about him, they think it will upset me. I will get upset but not for the reasons they think. I wamt to spare them the grief, I know they experience. There is absolutely no way I can. So I simply suggest they remember AJ the way that best suits them.
AJ, I miss you so much. But I know you are no longer suffering and in pain.
I still miss you and love you. Your heartbroken mother has managed to live my life but I have an AJ size hole in my heart. They are right grief never leaves, you just learn to live with it. Rest well my sweet son. I miss and love you, always.
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NonfiksiThe loss of a child is devastating. This is the journey of a mother dealing with the loss of a son, while still dealing with life. I know no one will read this but I am doing this for me. ...................................................... None o...
