All around the world there are candles lite for all our baby angels, no matter if they was born in the living world or what age they passed away. Our heart are as one
There never a moment in my new norm I don't have my son in my heart, I never feel complete and never feel hole. Is this what parent with angels have to suffer and injure every day for the rest of our lives. When you feel lost, who do you turn to? Who is your guiding light? Have you a beacon to guide your new tomorrows?
