My husband and I shared the love when our hearts where whole and then when they were shredded.
On June 5, 2015, the night we were devastated with the shocking news that Charles had killed himself, we made a pact that the last chapter of our youngest son’s life was a new chapter for our own. We were going to survive this somehow and we were going to do it together. Because no one else would carry on the legacy of our youngest son.
A toast to our healing, grieving hearts. I’m so grateful I don’t have to go through this alone.