Oh Harrison…Mom mom is sick. She has been in the hospital for several weeks now. Everything is a blur. I’m so tired, not just physically tired, deep down to my core tired. Last week, as I was driving to the hospital, I couldn’t help but think – I feel so alone. I felt a whisper in my soul, “I am here with you.” I often find myself imaging whispered words, hoping that it truly is you. I need you so much right now. I miss you so much it’s unbearable at times. I miss having you to bounce my thoughts off of, say those things that sound terrible, knowing you won’t judge. I miss your encouragement, telling me I am awesome. I miss my little old man.
Holding on to Harrison
Wandering thoughts of a grieving mother...
