When we are young we look at a tree and think of all of the possibilities. To climb to the top, to build a secret fort and to hide behind. As we get older that tree turns into something that just drops leaves and causes work for us. My son always kept that magic in his heart. He brought that light to his daughter. He brought that light in his gifts. His drawings and the way he loved the things we take for granted. He kept his youth in his heart. Maybe Peter Pan had it right.
A mother who has experienced the unimaginable. My greatest gift in my life are my sons. I could never imagine my life without them until one day I lost one. I want to honor his memory and help others who have experienced the same with my support and friendship. I have met amazing new friends through this journey that have saved me from losing my balance. "You will never see a Rainbow if you are always looking down" charlie Chaplin
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