Mother's Day is an incredibly hard day when one of your two children has died. I was blessed with two children, a girl and a boy. My daughter is incredible, and she has a daughter, who is alao going to have a daughter. Life moves along and we celebrate those occasions. But. This isn't easy, a day of celebration without my son.
Brian and I were buddies; we made huge life changes together, and always came out ahead. We loaded a truck and moved from Ohio to Arizona. Then we bought a house and moved in. It was going to be his house to grow old in if he wanted. But it all changed with his decision to end his life. And that changed all our lives. Irrevocably.
So on this special day, I visited my own Mom, but cut it short and came home to be alone with thoughts of my son. Its been nearly five years, and sometimes it hurts as much as the first year. Not a day goes by when I don't think of him.
I love you, Brian. 7.2.2019 FE33
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