I'm still learning how to be Owen's mother. I'm sorry to say it has not come naturally to me.
I struggle to find a way to make him part of our lives in a current way. To somehow confirm to myself that he was here and that his life and death mattered.
That he was more than just loss.
Thank you to Carly of To Write Their Names in the Sand for this beautiful image. As she knows only too well, sometimes words aren't adequate.
