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I Miss My Son

His Name Was Joe

Days go by
Fading into the weeks
Which turn themselves into months
Occasions come and go
Like total strangers
Nothing pauses
Only two things remain
The memories
and
The regrets
Blending together
Creating a special kind of pain
A pain that never leaves
Like an only friend
Right here beside me.........
SW-User
I'm sorry. How did your son pass away, if may ask?
HikingMan · 51-55, M
Everything is still fresh. Happened on Easter evening. Hurts to discuss. Sorry.
SW-User
I'm very sorry for your loss. It's too much for even a stranger like me to take in. Sorry for having opened up your wound again.
HikingMan · 51-55, M
Don't worry. It never really closes. You reopened nothing. Thanks for the kindness.
SunshineSwirl · 51-55, F
I wish I could give you a thousand hugs... I'm so sorry Rob... you can talk to me anytime.
HikingMan · 51-55, M
Nothing really helps. I just get better at pretending. I don't much discuss it. I'm much better at swallowing it all and staying quiet. It's working for me so far.
Thank you, though.
Magenta · F
Oh my. 😔
Sends you a package filled with warmth..🤗 🤗
Starbursteffect · 51-55, F

 
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