Do I even have the words or strength for this post? At some point I suppose I do have to find it. Kyle being one of the reasons I am who I am today.
As some of you are aware my road with Kyle has been long and hard and devastatingly heartbreaking. Today was another one of those devastatingly heartbreaking days. I haven't seen Kyle in nearly 3 weeks. Yet every time I do see him it is harder than last. How as a mom do I reconcile my feelings? How do I miss but not really want to spend too much time in his company?
Where did my son go? Where is the little boy I raised.... there isn't even a hint of that little boy anymore...
His mannerisms , speech, body language, smell... all of it as foreign to me as that of a stranger.... not as a child I gave birth to and nurtured for 14 years.
Some of you may have noticed that I have been places quotes at the bottom of my posts... my question to myself today is will I ever find Kyle's soul again...
“When you photograph a face . . .you photograph the soul behind it.”
- Jean-Luc Godard
- Jean-Luc Godard