Sunday, 4 July 2010
Image by AndyRob via Flickr
I wonder if my son on that comet as I am trying to find him he could be trying to fly back to me , back into my arms .
Image by Mapicruz via Flickr
Its unbelievable to imagine a son being shot in the chest, murdered a life taken from a mother for no reason , but revenge for someone else's death, an argument a son friend had with someone else and my son ended up being shot . So many children adult children being shot, stab in London . I feel like I am living in a mist, the photo above represents how I feel in my mind , thoughts feeling
My son voice, while he was on holiday with his friend, it dame hard listening to his voice it grips me in my chest feel like stabbing pains, I want to scream like lighting striking me , but then in a strange way its loving listening to Anthony voice it feel like his alive but lost somewhere in space time.
This video is when we went on a March for Justice in May 3rd 2010 .
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