The next 18 hours would be spent somewhere in time, not real, not possible. Mark left us in the morning of September 18th, 1997.
I remember him today and tomorrow. The pain is not really any different then it is every day of every week. My child was taken away, killed by another person. Nothing is so great to give, no treasure worth as much as your child.
6 comments:
Bea,
What can I say? A loss so great, so much pain, your son such a special heart. And yet Bea somehow you shine. You still bring joy to others in the midst of the pain you carry. Many hugs to you.
I'm sending you hugs from across the pond. There's nothing I could say that would help take away the pain. Keep being strong my friend
Love and hugs Gina xxx
Just wanted to say, you are in my thoughts. I can not imagine the pain you have everyday of your life, missing Mark.
I love the picture of him with your grandchildren. I had not seen that one of him.
Be well, Take care!
and there truly is no comfort for a broken heart.
What a handsome young man he was, what a beautiful smile.
Here's a big hug for you my friend; may you always remember the good times more often than the bad.
It is just heartbreaking.
I also like that photo with the little kiddie pool.
always marshamy heart gose with you.
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