The problem with facing a tragedy…. Is you lose yourself in the process.
I grieved for my son, but I also grieved the person I was..
Im 41, but the new me is only 19
Why.. Well because that day I became a new person, a person who panics when the kids take a tumble, a person who has a little bit of her heart in heaven, a person that wakes in the night to check on her children, a person who has earned her scars…
But I’m still a person and I have a future ahead of me. There will be dark days, but there will also be sunshine. 🌞💔💙