Some years have passed since I saw some people who popped round unexpectedly today. They knew my son from years ago! Not sure if they knew he had passed! So the obvious question came which I was dreading! She asked how my son in particular was, as she was most familiar with him. I dreaded that moment but explained, and the lady was visibly upset: you could see the shock whip across her face; she could hardly catch her breath and became momentarily vacant. I had to ensure she was okay, as my heart fell into a thousand shattered pieces all over again. How can a moment make you relieve something all over again. Why should my son not be here enjoying his life. πŸ’”πŸ˜”

Posted by Ashly at 2022-06-06 16:55:58 UTC