Can you help me shave my hair?

BJ left me a note on the doorframe of his room Thursday night. 

Friday morning, when I went to wake him up, I found the note, and then quietly went back to my room to cry. 

Hair is such a trivial thing in the grand scheme of things, but it’s also a normality, one that at some level disguises the truth…

Written by Michelle Love

I'm a mom with a heart split between my child on earth and my child in heaven.