Grief doesn’t leave, it changes form. Some days it’s a weight, and other days it’s a whisper. Losing two sons has taught us more about love than we ever wanted to know. It’s taught us to listen to silence, to be gentle with one another, and to find beauty in endurance.

One thing that I've learned about being a mother is how beautiful and deep our love for our kids can be. I have only spent a few minutes with my son and have no idea of what sort of teenager he would have been by now - but I know I love him and I miss him.