I 'm sure not many people- if any- will read this.
and that is ok, but I needed to write it.
I would tell someone this, but I do not know who to share this with.I will share with Jamie- but just not today. It's too tough on both of us.
I can't imagine putting something as personal as this on Facebook. Just seems obscene.
So here it is:
One year ago today I told my son, the love of my life, my reason for being- that he was going to die.
His cry of "I'm going to DIE?!" echos in my brain on and off, and I'm sure it will forever.
Then I spent the night holding him... and wiping the blood off of his face...
as he died of Leukemia.
Maxwell Powers Herlehy died on the morning of May 18 in 2011.
I think this day- when I told my oldest son he will die, haunts me worse than the day that he died.