Dear Son

To my 1st love, my 1st born, my 1st vision of TRUE LOVE. I’m broken since you’ve gone…I love and miss you, Jakob.

Dear Son,
I could’ve never, ever been ready to confront or face the pain.
I’m more empty now, than ever I’ve been. No words could ever explain.
I’d give up everything, bargain with the rest, just to have you back with me.
But then I think “what if I were you, had to walk in your shoes?” Couldn’t I be happy with this blessing of finally being free??
The moment you began your journey and you were no longer a phone call away, I fell off track, have fallen short and kind of lost my way.
My strength, my guidance, my foundation, they always have lied within you.
Each moment of everyday, I await your instruction. I don’t know what else to do.
Dear God, if you hear me, please just one last wish- to touch and hold him again.
I’ll pay whatever You deem the price. To Your will I fold. Amen.