I thought of you with love today, but that is nothing new. I thought about you yesterday, and days before that too. I think of you in silence. I often speak your name. All I have are memories, and your picture in a frame. Your memory is my keepsake,.
❤❤❤ There simply is no explanation of the loss and emptiness and pain I feel every minute of every day. I miss you, my son all the time and it doesn't matter what it looks like on the outside. Inside I'm dying. I miss you, my beloved son, David ❤️❤️❤️