It's been two years today
How is it possible that our Michael has been gone two years? I look at his photos, listen to his music and it seems like I could almost reach out and touch him again. He's going to be forever frozen at 17. Young and full of life and promise that will never be fulfilled.
I'll never be able to forget that day. It started out with our sewer pipe blocking, but that would be the best part of the day.
When Jeffrey called and asked me to get there now, I should have known something bad happened. When he said to get Mom, I knew it, just not the horror we'd be walking into. I can still hear the screams when each one of our family members got there and heard the news. See them falling. The funeral was a nightmare. We couldn't have an open casket. I'm not sure if that was better. We didn't have to see him there, but we also didn't get to see him one last time.
I created a video for him. You can check it out at
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9dSVIBXe2HA
Until we meet again, I'll love you forever and a day.
posted by Gretchen at
6:40 AM
15 Comments:
This is a beautiful tribute. I am so sorry for your loss.
Thanks for the visit and the comment, Gretchen. My deepest sympathies for the loss - but thank goodness we have memories of the ones we love.
We also went through a sudden an unexpected loss just over a year ago, and I admire your courage.
What a touching, heartfelt tribute.
I'll be thinking of you today.
I am so sorry for your loss. What a beautiful and touching tribute.
And thank you for visiting my blog.
It is so difficult to lose any one we love, but when the person is so young, so potential for a full life you think is ahead for that person, it amplifies the loss that much more. My condolences to you and Michael's entire family.
THank you too for visiting and for letting me know the links to Sunshine's blog were not working. I dunno what the heck happened to them but hopefully, it is fixed now.
I see from your blog we are from somewhat the same area here in PA -north-central part of the state. I am going to send your blog url to a friend of mine up in Michigan who visits this area several times during the year and is fascinated with trains and rr bridges especially. I know he would definitely be interested in seeing your photos of the Kinzua dam area.
Hope you stop by to visit some more.
Peace.
I lost my Son a few years ago. I have to imagine the ache in your heart might be a little like mine - no words can reach it. I hope time will be good medicine for you, that you may remember him as shown in that beautiful video, and the agony will fade.
Hes a lovely looking young man, i am so sorry for your loss, it must be so difficult.
A beatiful tribute... so very sorry for your lose
I'm so sorry that you lost your son, I can't imagine the pain that must come, and stay with you through everyday, but I'm glad that you still feel connected to him.
Gretchen, I have been trying to find your blog for several days after you left a comment on mine...and found I could get through from Jeane's place. And I find this. It's odd how sorrow follows us through life, it's always somewhere there in the back of your mind, but that's a good thing. As long as Michael lives in your heart, well, he lives.
hugs
Sandi
Thanks for the visit. Thought I'd come see you and what a difficult day for you. I thank God every day I have my child with me and I get to experience all the rights of passage that are part of being a parent. So very sorry for you not to have that with your beautiful son. {{HUGS}}
Michael is my cousin and godson. His grandmother and my mother are sisters.
Our entire extended family is very close and to lose one is more than we can bear. :(
Thanks for all your kind words and thoughts.
Just checking in on you Gretchen, making sure you are okay.
Sandi
My niece and goddaughter is forever 8. She will be gone two years next Thursday. The time seems to go by so fast, yet so slow -- if that makes sense.
These people who die so young remain a part of our lives always.
At 13 my first girl friend was killed in a car accident, at 16, two friends died on a motorcycle not far from our house, at 17 an older friend at 24 who always looked out for me was killed as he slept by the side of a road when an over tired driver fell asleep and left the road. They all remain young to me and have bitter sweet places in my memory. I trust your godson will come to inhabit such a place in your memory.
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