He should have final exams, be dating a special girl, planning his college years. But Christopher didn't experience high school, or even middle school. His death erased his future and brutally tore part of mine away too. My oldest child died. As the years continue to pass, the ache in my scarred heart still remains.
Time eases that pain, but it never really goes away.
There are many stages through which we travel in our lives and wearing a cap and gown is one of the most fulfilling. Sometimes we feel as if those who die young are unfairly cheated out of special moments. But when I think of the things Christopher missed, I think of the joys I missed. It is I who feels cheated, not Christopher. He, I truly believe, is at a perfect peace.