Mourning

Mourning . . .

my son but also the “could have been’s” that are now “never will be’s”

the daughter-in-law

the grandchildren

the house

the tattoo shop

the parts in plays at the local theatre

the moral support for whatever else life throws at me

the chance to save you from yourself

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