I Was Holding My Son’s T-Shirt When His Teacher Called And Said He Had Left Something Behind

bring closure and brought only a specific kind of devastation that has no clean name — the devastation of a mother who cannot kiss her child’s face one final time, who has no place to go and stand and be near him.

Owen was officially declared gone without a body to bury.

I broke badly enough that our family doctor had me admitted for observation for continue reading …