My son, Clifton. My inspiration for writing.
Date of Death: August 19
Kids Die too.
I hope by reading this page you will love your child more today than yesterday. I hope you find hope and will be inspired to live life to its fullest. Bereaved parents don’t always grieve the same or at the same pace. I vividly remember standing back and watching a bereaved mom and dad volunteer at my daughter’s school. Smiles appeared on their faces. Pasted and posed? Probably. But nonetheless, they had smiles on their faces. They gave me hope that maybe someday I could smile again, too. My heart still aches and sometimes is overtaken with grief, but the pain isn’t as intense as it once was. Now, don’t get me wrong, I can cry at the drop of a hat, but I can also muster up a smile without all the guilt. Bereaved parents experience so many feelings and sadly, relationships come and go. I hope that you will allow yourself time to grieve if need be, and recognize that your life will never be the same. Life will suck if you let it, but try to live again.
Recently printed: Number 19, a book written about my son’s football game and in hopes of giving peace and comfort to those who have also lost a child