Another MOTERS DAY without you, my beloved SON. I miss you each and every second of every day... I still wait for you to come home every weekend... and look for you in the crowds... living without you is unbearable... when I see the young men go to work I think, that would have been you... you would have been at SAIT now... when I see the young Lovers, I remember all the conversations we had about how you wanted to find a nice girl, someone who was true, someone just for you... I remember all the plans and the dreams you had... it hurts so much!!!

I remember all the MOTHERS DAYS we shared... the warm HUGS
from you, the precious cards you made me and the flowers you picked so carefully for me... as you grew older you would make me breakfast and bring it to my bed... oh baby your absence is too painful... I still hear you calling my name... when I think back how our life was before my Nightmare began... sometimes for a moment I forget you are no longer here, just for a moment... and then it hits me again... tell me how do I live and survive in this Nightmare... the mornings are bad the nights are worse and in between is emptiness and numbness... and many questions... this could not be real... it is not my life... all has changed forever... never to be the same again... life is surreal... I MISS YOU AARON....


TO AARON MY BELOVED SONshine....

To see your beautiful face
And feel your warm embrace

To look into you’re big brown eyes
And see your dimpled smiles

To feel your tender touch
Am I asking too much?

To hear your deep strong voice
I no longer have this choice

To be in your presence once again
But all that's left now is too much pain

What did your killer(s) gain?
Were all your dreams in vain?

God gave you precious life
But on this earth is too much strive

They cut you down in your prime
Yet it was not your time

They stole you from me with so much violence and brutality
And now I am forced to accept and live this horrific reality

How do I live out my life without my only SON ?
It appears that the evil ones have won

It's been six hundred and twenty-three days
I thought you would be with me always

NO JUSTICE has been served in any way
Your killer(s) are living free to this very day

I will fight for JUSTICE for you until I draw my last breath
And fight to STOP the VIOLENCE until my death

This is my mission until the day God calls me home
When we will be together forever in our Heavenly Home.....

Author MOM
Steffi Stehwien
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