I read this yesterday and wanted to comment because I felt very moved by it, but of course, I didn’t know what to say, so I didn’t comment.
I still don’t know what to say, but I do want to tell you that I feel very shook by what you’ve shared, and I’m very sorry for your loss.
Maybe in that world where there’s a whisky glass and a martini glass on a table, and bats are crawling out from behind the shutters, we would have a conversation about this and other things.
There really is nothing correct to say. Your comment is much appreciated.
My son loved the bats streaming out. He loved when crows crowded the treetops too. He was an animal lover. I miss him terribly, ever since mother's day. Why do we have these awful days?