I Just want him back... I want him back SO badly that it hurts... I YEARN for him... It's more than crying... it's wailing... the wail of a grieving mother... I can feel the hollowness inside... I feel empty inside, but so heavy on the outside... I can't stand up... I can't move my arms... The weights of grief are so heavy... Maybe this is too heavy for me... My chest feels like it's caving in from all the weight and I can't breathe... The ebb of grief.
On January 3, 2013, my 1 yr old son, Ollie, passed away. That's where my life "before Ollie" ends and my grief journey begins... My new normal, my path toward healing, my life "after Ollie". I'm a grieving mother who believes in hope. This is my story.