I have missed her every day since the moment she left.
But days like this make even strong men break in silence.
I hope she sees the men her sons became,
and the shipwrecks I survived without letting the darkness take me fully in.
Some wounds never stop bleeding.
You just learn how to carry them like a man.
No one prepares you for the silence after your mother is gone.
Cherish them while you still can hold them in your arms.













