2nd Year Of Grief

I feel like I’m right back at square one. Over 2 years ago and I am going backwards. I miss him, I can’t wait to join him. I still get the flashbacks and just wish I knew how his senior year would be. If he would have a girlfriend, who his friends would be. His hobbies, what music he would be into. Would he still be in the band? Excited to start college next year? Would he be healthy? Living a quality life?

Idk, I can’t help it. I’m trying to. The hardest thing I’ll ever do, is replay the images. Though I know he’s happy in Heaven, I sure do miss my son.