March 18
March 18
Five long years son, since I last seen you, heard your voice, had one of your hugs.
I miss everything. My heart is still broken, time hasnt healed it at all.
Phillip not a day goes by that I don't think about you. I still struggle to believe that you have gone. That this isnt a horrible dream, that I'm going to wake up from.
I love you so much and miss you with every piece of my broken heart son, always & forever.
Until we meet again. Love Mam. Xxx
I miss everything. My heart is still broken, time hasnt healed it at all.
Phillip not a day goes by that I don't think about you. I still struggle to believe that you have gone. That this isnt a horrible dream, that I'm going to wake up from.
I love you so much and miss you with every piece of my broken heart son, always & forever.
Until we meet again. Love Mam. Xxx