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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In case you missed yesterday’s post, July is Bereaved ParentS Awareness month.
I will be posting every day in honor of my son and as a reminder that it’s okay for bereaved parents to remember their children who have gone ahead before them.
Billy loved to have fun!
He was a lot like me and we loved to laugh and have a good time.
Part of having fun is taking the time to play.
Me and 16 month old Billy playing Jenga on Christmas morning with Uncle Mike. Logan and Billy opening candy on Easter Sunday.
I am much more aware of that now that I have Billy’s son, my 6 year old grandson Logan.
I am often reminded to slow down and just be part of the silly moments and have fun.
Make time, make memories, get on the floor and play.
Just have fun.
I guarantee that’s what children will remember the most about their childhood.
Wether it’s rocking a baby to sleep, or taking time out of a busy day to play, babies grow up and they don’t keep.