A whole year 365day so far since June 4th since my son was taken away from us, who ever said time is a healer is talking rubbish all time does is one gets use to not living with love on who has pass away but still I find it hard not living with my son, there a yearning in my soul in the core of my whole being that craves to hold my son in my arms ones again I look at photos of my son and that yearning comes to me , but its imposable for my imagination to even imagine not holding him or holding him it’s so confusing feeling that all I can do is break down cry .
This feeling came over me yesterday . Tuesday June 16 2010
