Easter weekend brings so many memories and it was my son’s favorite holiday as a child. He loved the egg hunts and the big family dinner with all the cousins. We lost our son 3 years ago to an overdose and I and my husband always find our low times during holidays and birthdays but Easter is the toughest time.
I know we have to remember the times of him running around looking for eggs and laughing when he would find one days later.
I just hurts knowing we could have had more time with him and I pray every day that he is in a better place.
Anyhow I know this is a place to share and if you have children keep them close as there are no guarantees you will have them forever 💔