I am now a Mother that no one wants to be. I love my children more than life itself and my world got turned upside down when my 1st born son Billy, also known as Liam, was murdered by a stranger in a random act of violence. I have 3 remaining living, breathing, amazing children, 2 sons and 1 daughter, 3 living,breathing,amazing step-sons and each and every one is special,creative,and unique! I also have 3 beautiful grandchildren! 2 Grandsons ages 7and 8 and a precious 3 year old Granddaughter! My Grandson Logan, is Billy’s only child, he is now 8 years old. As my daughter says, he is the warm piece of Billy that we get to touch. I enjoy cherishing and taking care of my husband and my family, leading a healthy lifestyle in spirit, soul and body, clean eating, CrossFit, sunshine,rest, listening to music and singing along! I will never be who I was before this happened. I am dedicated to learn what I can, embrace the pain, and share my raw, wounded, healing heart that is daily changing due to this great tragedy. My hope is touch lives in many ways,no matter how big or small, in honor and in memory of my son, Billy.He will live on through my words, the words of his Mother and the hearts of his family💗
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The only thing I would add to this Day 5 post from July is that now my grandson Logan is living with us.
Logan and my youngest son Robbie are 10 years apart.
These days Logan and Robbie are more like brothers than an uncle and a nephew.
It’s sweet to watch, especially since they are the same age difference as Billy and Robbie.
Bereaved Parents Awareness post. Day 5. My son was closer in age to my little brother than I was.
My brother Brian and I are 10 1/2 years apart. Billy and Brian are 8 1/2 years apart.
When Billy and I were over at my parents house in our young years, Brian would tease Billy and he would say “Mommy,Uncle B is pointing at my eye.”
They were much more like brothers and then an uncle and a nephew.
My brother Brian and my son Billy. More like brothers than an uncle and nephew. Picture on the left is when they were 4 and 12. The picture on the right is a few months before Billy died.
Somehow that escaped me when Brian was pointing at his eye.
I believe uncles and aunts feel and experience loss in ways greater than others can understand.
5 Non Blondes and a Senseless Murder 