sandy Hook Mom's Letter to "The Mom I Used To Be"

"You view life through the prism of “before” and “after.” Jake’s fifth grade photos came recently. They are still sitting on a table because you haven’t put them in the frame that sits next to Dylan’s last school photo. It’s too hard for you — too soon. Jake is getting older. But Dylan is frozen in time forever. Even after two years, there’s this denial that is still very present inside you. You have Dylan’s baby teeth and a lock of his hair on your bedside cabinet, beside the urn holding his ashes. That’s all you have of your little boy now. It hurts. It just hurts. You suppress your feelings as much as you can because you fear if you really let it out, you would never recover. If you started truly crying, you would never be able to stop. It would destroy you. And here’s the thing — you didn’t have to be that Mom. For all the Moms and Dads reading this now — this doesn’t have to be you. Because every gun-related death is a preventable death." Mom's Letter via azspotnet