Love all the same

I would have loved to fall in love for the billionth time.  It hasn’t been that many times actually.  I loved a boy.  He was my first love.  And it ended.  I married a love.  That brought me two beautiful sons only a year apart.  I was blessed.  I remain so.  

My first son died.  Years ago.  Today still hard to say out loud.  My second son.  A sophomore at college, I celebrate each day.  Still hard to say out loud.  Much love, many years… I look for more love.

As a counselor, today I experienced what I might not have known were Sam alive.  Four years later. Yet, it is love all the same.

Much love to Sam…