John Young Jr.
Mar 24th 2009
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Dawn
August 3rd 2011
My teacher, my listener, my guidance, my Father. 2yrs and 4 months have passed, yet the pain is still real. Your question "Why did'nt they let me go" ring in my head each and everyday. I still hear your truck coming up the driveway next door. I remain isolated inside...avoiding the sounds that I know do not exsist here in reality...only in my mind. At times I feel as though I have no purpose in life anymore, but then see my children and my grandchildren and realize that I have more then ever could be imagined.
Dawn
August 3rd 2011
My teacher, my listener, my guidance, my Father. 2yrs and 4 months have passed, yet the pain is still real. Your question "Why did'nt they let me go" ring in my head each and everyday. I still hear your truck coming up the driveway next door. I remain isolated inside...avoiding the sounds that I know do not exsist here in reality...only in my mind. At times I feel as though I have no purpose in life anymore, but then see my children and my grandchildren and realize that I have more then ever could be imagined.