It will always feel like yesterday - when it's your son, your own flesh and blood, yes.
Even when it's a father and three sisters - it's in the bones, in the blood.
As a mother of a son, I know that losing him would be exponentially worse than losing a thousand strangers or acquaintances.
Mothers know a bond like no other. Sever it too soon -
And we sob ourselves into the delirium of sleep. (Delicious? I can believe that.)
I'm so sorry - the senseless loss, brought on by medical malpractice -
Off now to walk the dogs and call upon the souls of whoever may be able to join me.
Unseen, but loved.
I call upon God, "Creator of all things visible and invisible," the force that through the green fuse drives the flower (Dylan Thomas), the energy that makes the electron spin...
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