A fear so stubborn that renders me motionless.
Anything you love can be yanked away in a second.
I will never see him again. I will never hold him again.
Disbelief attacks every other minute. What happened?
I miss him and he is the only person that I really want to talk to.
Life goes on but is also still.
He was so young, he was so strong, he had given so much and had so much more to give.
I am left with a godless world and here is where I am supposed to raise my children.
"I wished upon a star that he is o.k. Mom"
How can I protect them from pain? I can't.
Sometimes you need someone to take your hand and walk with you for a while, before you find your way again.
