I don’t know if there’s a specific season that reminds me of my son. He was born in May, but the Fall is where I have the clearest memories of him, it’s also when I lost him. It used to be my favorite season, now I can’t wait until it’s over…
'How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.'
Tales from the mouth of a wolf
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