Life is Foggy..
You lose them over and over, sometimes many times a day when the loss, momentarily forgotten,
Creeps up, and attacks you from behind, first waves of grief as the realisation hits home, again.
You lose them every time you open your eyes to a new day, has you wake so dose that memory, the bolt of lightning that rips in your heart, that they are gone again.
Losing someone is a journey, not a one-off.
But there is no end to the loss, just a learned skill on how to stay afloat, when the wave has washed over. Love you Aaron, missed beyond words.
Nite, nite son. Ripππππ
Love always momππ xxx:
05/03/2023