Dear Son,
It’s coming up on three years now. MY life did not go on, it changed forever and time stands still. Though my grief is inconsolable, I found a doctor & author who “gets it.” I never expect to heal, just live with it, until we reunite. I do know you’re okay though, even with me now as I write. Dash is fine, so’s Dad. Your bed is still in front of a fireplace, Cosmo loves it there, I know he picks up your scent on Cloud K9. I named Sage after you. Thanks for the lessons and the strength to be willing to learn. I’m still mourning and miss you miserably. Please transmit more signs, they’re not lost on me or being ignored – I might need saving again. I bet J.L. is with you, she’s passed on too. She led me to you, protect her. You’re still The One, you’re still the best, you know the rest …
Love, kisses, hugs & chest rubs,
| Mom/Victoria |