January 28, 2025
Today is the six-month anniversary of John’s murder. I’m still gutted. I saw this poem online and it says everything I’m feeling right now.
I miss you son.
Six Months
Six months of silence, a hollowed-out space,
Where your laughter once echoed, now just an empty trace.
Each day a reminder, a weight on my heart,
The ache of your absence, a never-ending part.
I see your reflection in the sunlight’s soft gleam,
Hear your voice in the whisper of a summer stream.
But the touch is a phantom, the smile just a dream,
Six months without you, son, a life that’s not what it seems.
The world keeps turning, yet time stands still,
A constant reminder of the void you fill.
Memories dance, both bittersweet and bright,
Guiding me through the darkness, holding on with all my might.
I’ll carry your spirit, your love in my soul,
Until we meet again, when stories unfold.
Though six months have passed, my love will never fade,
For you, my dear son, are forever in my heart, never swayed.
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