Fourteen years ago was the saddest day of my life. Sometimes I just want to forget that something did happen to my son. I still do not understand how I did not see the signs. Most of the time I blame myself because maybe I was too busy and did not pay attention. What kind of a mother am I? How could I let something like that happen to my only son. But after these many years, I still ask myself a lot of questions and to this day, I still do not have an answer. Although I understand that one cannot grieve forever and that pain does lessen with time, I still wonder why?
Yesterday I was reading a book, and on page 12 there was the following quote..
Life must go on, if only for the sake of those who are left,
and, what is more, it is our duty to learn to enjoy it again.
For what do we regret for those untimely death, but the
opportunity to live with enjoyment? If we are able to give
proper meaning and honor to their death, and our grief,
we must enjoy the life we, and not they, are privileged to have.
June 29, 2008
"You have left my life, but you will never leave my heart".
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