May 26th I lost my Son to a motorcycle accident. I have been through many things in my 53 years, but this is really a hard one. I miss him so much. He was a part of my world that made it complete. Now I have to learn to live with this big whole in my heart. I thought when he was born how much I had to teach him and was I even capable I was scared to death, but little did I know how much this child would teach me. Right from the start I learned to love someone more than myself (something that never goes away no matter how old they get). I could go on and on with the life lessons learned from being his Mom. It is hard to praise God in loss, but I found that praise this morning for God gave him to me!
Thirty two years of memories I carry with me. Jared if you are able to read this ---- I miss your beautiful smile!