Michael Wallace Foundation for Mental Wellness

I Wonder…

I wonder if there will ever be a day that I see your picture and don’t start crying.
 
I wonder if you miss me,
 
if you are alone are you cold do you hurt anymore.
 
I wonder how long I will be upset with you for leaving me.
 
I wonder about all the things I didn’t do right as your mom.
 
I wonder how many more days, months, years before I see you if ever?
 
I wonder how I’m suppose to be here for the other kids when I miss you so much and feel like I failed you.
 
Jon this is so awful. I don’t know how to do this. I feel like I can’t breathe.
 
I wonder if when you decided it was time to go were you mad, sad or glad when you left?
 
I wonder if you hated me?
 
I miss you so much your story wasn’t over. It’s not suppose to be this way.
 
Your sister turned 21 the other day and you missed it. She got a new car that you aren’t taking a ride in.
 
Joey got a job you two should be working together.
 
Zack has his license and car on this road this week you should be tormenting him.
 
Dads helping with football you should be videoing the games and razzing the players.
 
I miss you. I miss you. I love you.
Suicide

Suicide

Such a scary word right. Can’t happen to you and your family right. That’s a embarrassing word. Someone that does that must have had a terrible life.

Words Matter

Words Matter

Words Matter...To the woman this morning at Mr Mikes what a life you must have that you feel the need to whisper and judge others. Yes my son is Jon...