Grieving the loss of a child never goes away. It simply becomes more acceptable over time.

But sorrow returns when least expected.

Like yesterday.

Like today.

Like every other ordinary day.

Although holidays are sometimes the worst, grieving has become a natural part of living for me.

My son was killed in a car crash over eight years ago at the age of 22.

He will never be replaced, substituted, or forgotten.Matt-gravemarker 2011.jpg2

Grief is what it is. Painful, enormous, and gut-ripping.  Overwhelming, unacceptable, and life-changing. Depressing, unfathomable, and just plan horrible.

I wouldn’t wish it on my worst enemy.


©.2012 Phoebe Leggett

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About Phoebe Leggett

Phoebe Leggett is an author, poet, and free-lance writer whose articles, stories, and poetry have enhanced the lives of many. In 2007 she received two awards for her work at the Blue Ridge Mountain Christian Writer’s Conference in Ridgecrest, North Carolina. Her articles, stories, and poetry have been published in adult and children’s Christian literature as well as online. Her books are available on under her name.
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