I woke up tonight in a cold sweat. I opened my eyes and all I could see is my son’s face. I miss him with every part of my being. I ask God, “Why couldn’t it be me laying in the ground?” I know there is a divine purpose for my life. I understand it was just not my time. But, how do I live when you are gone? How do I carry this hurt? No parent should every bury […]
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