Every day since 1996 I tell them I love them.
We can be raging at each other. We can be in full Irish tempers and saying exactly the words we feel… but we remember to say, “I love you.” You don’t see the gap but we feel it. You don’t see the space but it remains.
He was 11, I was 13. Now that I’m a parent I have no idea how my parents got up and kept going. We miss you every day, Nathaniel. We will see you one day soon.
In the meantime, we hug closer, say sorry more, and remember how much of a gift every day we are given really is.
Photos by Larissa, Lovely Roots Photography
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