The Gap by Michael Crenlinsten
On September 6, 2017 by Michelle LoveThe gap between those who have lost children and those who have not is profoundly difficult to bridge. No one, whose children are well and intact, can be expected to understand what parents who have lost children have absorbed, what they bear. Our child now comes to us through every blade of grass, every crack in the sidewalk, every bowl of breakfast cereal, every kid on
Relapse.
On May 22, 2017 by Michelle LoveMay 22, 2015 changed us. BJ’s leukemia was back. It had never really left. Like the coward it is, it mutated and hid until it had enough numbers to show itself. It was a direct blow to the future we planned and sparked a battle like none other before it. It turned us into raging
Safe place harbored his smell
On April 4, 2017 by Michelle LoveThis was the shirt BJ was wearing the day he never came back home. I’ve had it safely tucked away in a ziplock bag for the past year. Tonight I was looking for this particular shirt in his closet but I couldn’t find it. I realized where it probably was, and went to get the
Love you Forever
On March 25, 2017 by Michelle LoveI used to read the book “Love you forever” to BJ every night…along with Goodnight Moon and any other book he asked me to read.
One year since I laid my eyes on him
On March 11, 2017 by Michelle LoveOne year ago today, I looked upon my son one last time before his casket was closed. We celebrated the amazingly inspiring young man that he had become, and it was a beautiful service. We followed behind as they drove him to where he would be lowered into the ground, and watched as 4 of
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