07/25/2022
These are flowers I planted in honor of my son at the entrance of my old apartment.
Ironically, my neighbor lost her son the year prior.
These flowers are said to attract butterflies!
I shared with her my story as I planted them and I told her that these flowers can be here to remind us of our sons whom we’ve planted back into Gods earth.
While neither of us still live there, I often wonder if the flowers do. Either way, our sons live forever in our hearts.
While losing a child may not be the worst thing (because pain is pain), understanding life after such death and pain can’t be understood unless you’ve had the experience.
We sympathize, but Gods grace and wisdom through having lived the experience is in my opinion, the only thing that allows you to truly EMPATHIZE with a woman who has had to do the unthinkable… bury her child.
I share my story, planting my sons name in the hearts of those who listen because I’ve vowed to honor him with everything I do and ensure his name lives forever.
Cincere Intentions is my legacy, the story I share, the death that brings me life. 🌼