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Love is an honor, not an obligation. This is what I have learned from Tim's death. He honored me with his love and respect. I am privileged to have the love of so many.

Would you talk about the death of a child?

I have a choice when it comes to grief.

Mom,

Kids dream. For them, anything is possible.

Then we grow up.

We take some hits. Life doesn’t go the way we planned. We lose – relationships, jobs, opportunities, and people.

The dreams morph over time. Then, well, they mostly disappear. And our broken hearts settle for what is.

When people die, some dreams do too

Grief is a journey with destination unknown.
 
When my personal grief journey began it became clear there was no easy way to navigate my way though the shock and devastation of the sudden death which presented out of the blue.
 

So Go on now to Heaven

For your work on Earth is through

Tim has been gone two years now. I wish I could say that it gets easier, but I can't. Loss of a child has no words to express how we really are. I thought that losing him was the hardest thing I would ever do.

Yesterday I did something that was a little bit brave. Actually it wasn't a little bit brave it was huge big freaking deal brave.  I met with a guy who is here in Thailand who has traveled here from the states planning to confront his father who killed his mother when he was just 7 years old.  His father did jail time and was then sent back to Thailand.