Oh, my son, if I could just have one more day with you, half a day, five minutes, just so I could hold you and let you know how very, very much I Ioved you and still do. You will always be in my heart, but I want you here with me. People say you're in a better place and maybe you are, but you are not here with me and the family that loved you sooo much. Andy says "hey, get back here, you still owe me a couple of months on the electricity bill,” LOL... “and you still have to take care of the garden!" I keep having these thoughts that you're going to call any minute to talk or ask me to go get you so you can come over and mow the lawn, or something else because you’re bored.
Now that you are gone, I keep thinking of all the times I let life get in the way when we should/could have been spending more time together. I know these last couple of years were so very hard on you (with your back) but you were just getting on the upswing; back to work and finally getting your life back.
Oh, my son, my heart is breaking. I miss you so. Tell Johnny, my adopted son, that I said hi. You guys watch over each other. You had the biggest heart of anybody I have ever known, and I don't know how I am going to do it without you.
We will make your death mean something, my love, and never let life get in the way, as I did with you, and now too late realize what I have lost. And, hopefully, we will realize the people we love are more important then anything else, and we just may not have the chance to say goodbye, so we’d better say hello and love and live while we can. Love them when you have them, because there may never be another chance.
I love you, Son, and I'm lost without you. I miss you so much, I can’t bear it. How do I get through the next minute?
Mom
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Bro just thinking about you and miss talking to you .Ill always be your friend and homie
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