How can it be that you would be 22 tomorrow, almost 22 years since I held you in my arms. My boy, I should have seen you grow into a young man.
My heart aches for you daily, and that feeling of something being missing is in everything I do, everything we celebrate and every day I know I’m not kissing you goodnight or telling you I love you❤️
Know that I love you so so much and that you are my boy, and every day I make sure I still talk of you to keep your memory alive. Forever my baby boy 💙💔
Life after losing a child 