Sunday, July 12th 2012 at 5:45am my world crashed and my heart was shattered and forever broken.
My sweet son, my only child, was killed that day and 8 years later I still sometimes wake up in the middle of the night, shaking and sweating, crying and at times in disbelief.
It’s hard to fathom that it has been 8 years, 96 month,417 weeks and 70056 hours since I got to kiss, see him, hear his voice and laughter, get my hugs and hear “ I love you mom” ????