Shortly after the loss of my precious son, I wrote a post on here titled Thirteen.
http://thesorrowful.blogspot.com/2013/02/thirteen.html
It seems impossible that I wrote that nearly two years ago. How can it be two years since I lost him? Two years since I kissed him goodnight and watched him walk down the hallway. The last time to watch him walk down the hallway.
Tonight I wrote a post on my other website about my twelve-year old turning thirteen next week.
http://www.bubblews.com/news/9325821-thirteen-isn039t-going-to-be-easy-on-me
And I thought how tough THIRTEEN is for me now.
And I wonder if it is going through Liam's mind that Nolan died right after he turned 13. Liam is already a worrier. Is he worried? Is he scared?
Why do we have to suffer this nightmare? I still do not understand. I don't have the faith to understand.
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