Missing
October: the month of Samhain. Honoring. Remembering. Speaking of, and to, our ancestors who have passed before us. It's a sacred time, but also joyous. This year, less so. You see, we have a new face to add to our family's ofrenda: the son of one of my dearest friends. Though I hadn't seen E in years, he was a part of our village, our extended family. My children grew up with he and his siblings, celebrating birthdays & holidays together, and spending one magical summer where we were all inseparable. June 1998, Eric & his brother, Rob I can't begin to know what Susan is going through. Literally. I can't . Because to even edge close to what that must feel like takes my breath away and nearly brings me to my knees. To lose one's child. This is a mother's worst nightmare. To say that it's wrong, unfair, all of the "usual" things we utter when a death happens, well, none of that comes close. This is unimaginable pain. I don't k...