You grew your angel wings 5 years ago, my son, my gorgeous precious boy. I don't need an anniversary to remind me of you, or to remind me that you're no longer here. I still can't watch videos of you, but I sometimes say hello to your picture in a frame, or kiss the glass. I always think about your cheekiness and quirky ways. Your big brown eye and funny jo-jo-isms. I admit, its not easy having lost a child, my son. The pain is indescribable sometimes, and I just go on with life anyway, because that's what we do. It's a surreal kind of feeling - it's not meant to be this way. 5 years and it feels like only yesterday. Miss you. Love-a you.
