A year ago tomorrow I made the decision to end your suffering.
It was just the beginning of mine.
You were such a bright light in my life.
My little boy.
My buddy.
No one could make me laugh like you.
You still bring a smile to my face.
And a tear to my eye.
Thinking of you makes my heart ache with love.
We tried so hard to make you well.
It just wasn’t meant to be, I guess.
The guilt is unbearable sometimes.
“Mama’s Good Boy.”
I think of you and miss you every day.
Life goes on.
So does the heartache.
My sweet, sweet Isaac.
We sure loved each other, didn’t we?
| Marcia Moore |