National Day of Remembrance for Murder Victims

I found out this morning that today, September 25th is the National Day of Remembrance for Murder Victims.

I remember everyday. How can I not?

My Son is on my mind all the time.

I mentioned before that Billy always thought I was beautiful. As a little boy, a child, as a teenager and as grown man. He was proud of who I was, inside and out. I took for granted how special that was… I’m thankful now that I have those memories.

Billy mostly thought the best of me, even at my worst. I guess we gave each other grace to be who we were on our good days and bad.

The photographer that took this picture told me after his death that he was so kind and accommodating and quiet and soft-spoken.

I still want to make him proud by how I live my life and carry on his legacy. Even though he is supposed to carry on mine.

I am so grateful that he had a Son. I am also grateful that I get to spend time with my Grandson, helping him with big things and little things. Everyday simple things.

Logan while brushing his teeth at bedtime.

It’s sweet to watch my husband and children interact with Logan and take care of him.

Even though I’d give anything to have my Son here on this Earth, I know without a shadow of a doubt that I will see him again.

That truth enables me to press on and keep my eyes fixed on the eternal.

When God Ran I decided to share this link of me singing the song that flooded my soul the morning after my Son was murdered. It gave me such comfort.

I sang it only once today. No do over. It’s not the best key for me, but I won’t apologize for my mistakes and as I posted a few nights ago,tears are sacred.

I sang this song and changed the words in honor of Billy on this National Day of Remembrance for Murder Victims.

It’s my desire to be genuine and authentic as I share my journey to thrive,even after the worst possible thing a Mother could ever go through.

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