Seasons

When we lose a child we are on a constant roller coaster ride. We dread the holidays, the birthday of our child, the anniversary we lost them. But sometimes there is a season. The summer makes me think of times past when my children were little. I was a stay at home mom and I so treasured the summers with my sons. Swimming lessons, long days in the park pool. The summer is that season when things slow down. We take vacation. We feel reborn after the long winter. It’s also a time that I

spent special days with my son and granddaughter. Every time July approaches I feel the sadness now. No new moments will ever be with him. Winter is over but the summer just shines light on my loss for him. I hope he is fishing on the biggest boat up above. Another summer without you my best friend.