Every second of every hour, my heart lays heavy as thoughts of you race through my mind, Oh my son how I am missing you. Hours turn into days, days into weeks, never a moment passes by, I try to chase a happy thought visioning your beautiful smile, it never lasts long enough and once again I cry, Oh son I'm Missing You. Hearing your voice on the phone is a blessing every time, I never let you know that when we speak your voice tells it all. I can read you like a book just by your tone. Some days I hear a young man grown up so much but other days I can hear your pain and sense your fear and I know how bad you wish you were home. Oh my son I'm Missing you . Every Holliday is sad for me as I know it is for you. Sweet baby boy of mine, two years have passed, it seems like forever since I've seen you. If we can just hold on a little longer, this uphill battle we've been on is on the down hill side of over. My Sweet Boy God only knows How Much Your Momma is Missing You..
One hour and forty five minutes in 2 years My heart hurts so bad sometimes I feel like it's bleeding to death . I miss my baby so much