TimeHop
TimeHop app was really messing with my emotions Friday. Here is a FB post from two years ago.
Andrew had come home for his last weekend. Ever. Mother’s Day. He would leave that Sunday for his second season of Texas. He and his younger siblings had fun that evening. They loved playing vinyl albums from granddad Bailey’s collection.
Here is another post from that same day.
My dear friend and fellow While We’re Waiting mom commented, “Now you know where he is, my friend.”
I love her for comments like this. I am so grateful for other parents who walk this grief journey with us.
I miss my son today. This weekend will always be difficult. Grateful for the time I had with him. Grateful for my other kids. But I miss my son. Andrew loved me well and made me feel like a good mom.
kathleenduncan
Yes. These are sweet memories that bring a twinge of sadness. I work on making more sweet memories with friends and family now. It seems more important than it used to.
granonine
Memories can be both painful and sweet. I’m glad you have so many sweet ones of your Andrew.