It feels right for me to message you again. And What I would like to say is that as much as our son and I try to move on with life each time we speak there is rarely a conversation that does not include you. Even when we meet and you are not mentioned there is still a knowing gesture made when something sparks a reminder of you.
Just for a moment then it's so easy to forget that you have gone but every little fond reminiscence soon triggers the gut wrenching realisation that you are no longer here.
Although it does little to ease our sorrow over your premature departure our dearest hope is that you are at peace in heaven.
In truth albeit that we will never stop missing you and it can never feel right for your life to have been cut short there is some small comfort in the hope that you are now in safe hands.
To be angry won't change where we are, neither will to blame relieve the sadness and hurt. We all failed you in our own way and for that we have to live with that knowledge in our hearts.