I miss my son
the neverending ache
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1 min readMar 29, 2014
I miss my son.
He’s deep. We’ve had amazing conversations. When he was little, he used to scold other kids if they smashed the ants on the sidewalk. Now that he’s bigger, he tries to smash other kids on the football field.
We’re all a mixed bunch of behaviors.
And he’s beautiful.
I miss him so much.