Almost three and a half years ago I was thrown into the world of the grieving parent. At the time, I was in a highly alert state, taking words that were said to me and dissecting them one by one. Sometimes people said things that I found confusing, and maybe even hurtful. I started reading…
I may not have my son with me but I believe in my heart that my son gave me a gift to enjoy in his absence.
I never would’ve imagined being able to draw the things i have drawn. Every time I draw, I do it for him.
While their absence will always hurt, try to find that gift they left behind for us.
It’s deep within us, I promise. Feel it, embrace it, and enjoy it.
Feel free to please share with everyone what you do to heal or to remember the child you’ve lost.
ALL MY LOVE <3