remember during this Christmas season the mothers who have lost a child. This is one of the most difficult holidays for me since losing Amy. If you came into my house, you'd never know it was Christmas. And then my dad died on Christmas morning. My dad's love for me was the only sure thing I knew. So the loss of him was very hard on me, too......it still is. My mother's death, on the other hand, was not that big of deal. Sure, I cried for a day or two, but I don't miss her. I miss Amy and my dad.
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