missing

I miss the part of me that died when he died.  The innocent...the joyful. The part of me that couldn't wait to take pictures of the kids and hang them on the wall...the part of me that was always hoping someone would ask me how many children I had...the part of me that woke up every morning feeling overwhelmed with blessings.

-- Mark's Mommy, missingmarkallen.blogspot.com, 1 October 2012











[tribute to the victims of the 14 december 2012 shooting at sandy hook school in newtown, ct]