Grief Hits Hard

Every now and then, grief just hits me hard. 

I think I'm doing fine, that things are getting better,
and then whammy!

I was driving home,
and "Carry on My Wayward Son"
came on the radio.

I sang along until
I couldn't sing any more
and the tears started.

I miss my son every day.
Some days more than others.

I know it will get better at times,
and that there will be hard times as well.
It's all part of the process.

Time heals.

Love,
Mom