Thursday 13th August

Wishing you were here.

“Endless hours by your grieving bed
Wishing you were here instead.”

I wish for you to be with us, morning and night.
I say your name out loud, every day.
I talk to you, all the time.
I want to hold you, right now.

But you’re up there, in heaven.
And we’re down here, without you.

It’s so quiet. Nothing is going on. No plans are being made. We just seem to exist. We somehow make it through the day, then spend sleepless nights thinking about you.

Another Thursday.
It was twenty two weeks ago that you fell asleep and didn’t wake up.
And I miss you so very much.

Love you forever my Angel son xxxx