I cherish every memory made with you, my son. But sometimes I wish the memory of that day would escape me. That was the longest two hour drive. Today, I still cannot make that route. Every emotion comes rushing back. That began my nightmare that now defines me. I love you, Trent. Missing you beyond belief!!
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Author: Kristy BenitesThrough my blog, I hope to give you a candid look at the life of a grieving mother by sharing journal entries and very personal letters I have written Trent. |