4 years ago today I became a member of a club that I do not want to be in. I didn't volunteer for it. I didn't ask to be voted in. I was given no choice. 4 years ago today I joined the other parents who have lost a child.
Aaron was just 19 when he drowned. My first born.
I understand that Aaron leaving earth so soon is part of God's plan. I'm not angry about, but I am sad. I rejoice knowing that he is in a far better place, but selfishly I want him to still be here with me. I miss him always, but certain days are just a bit more sad then others. Today would be one of those days.
Je t'aime dear Aaron.