Today is October 18th.
It would have been my son’s 15th Birthday.
Gosh, that’s a tough thing to write.
I am so grateful for the life I have. My loving and patient husband. My sweet, yet sometimes rascal, daughters. Having a roof over my head, food to eat, and clothes on my back. So grateful for it all.
But today the grief is so consuming. So raw. So real.
I can’t escape it.
So I will cry.
Then cry some more.
And maybe watch The Ballad of Nessie.
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