Grieve In Your Own Way
Jordan didn’t want to see me cry so during his two year battle I didn’t very much. Instead, I shoved everything down. After he died, I took six months and let grief have its way with me.
It’s The Everyday Things
When you have lost a child, there are many memories that circle in your mind, hear and soul every second of every day. Some that bring a slight smile to your face and some that bring a tear to your eye. When a mother misses her child, that feeling also floats through your mind, heart and soul every second of every day.
Turning The Pages Of Life Without My Son
My old life is now foreign to me. I remember that life with Jordan living as if he is still here at home. I know I will never get that life back. I am watching it drift away over the horizon.