losing Xavior

by barbara

going back to remember all the times he came running to my bed at night cause he heard a noise, or the thunder was to loud..saying mommy i am scard can i lay with you...and i would pick up the covers so he can climb in, and with in seconds he was sound asleep...and to think we was just down for a visit in sacramento i was only a few blocks away, while he was with his cousins going to the store, little did i know that the sound of a gun was him getting hit, i wonder everyday did he call out to me or did he say mommy help me...these are the words i would never know, he was 21 yrs old and was always a good kid, and he would always call to say there was something happening at school if i could go and help him..he didn't like trouble, he was my strong football player, he was my only son...the day he was killed took my heart with him...it is so hard to understand why something like this can happen, at the prime of his life, he was a father who was raising his son as a single parent, who had hopes and dreams of having his own home, and to work hard for a better life for him and his son...i will always miss him and dream of the day of seeing him again, i am honor to raise my grandson, and to see the same things that he does, that his dad did...love momma.....

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Oct 11, 2011
by: Susie

God Bless you from a Granmother in Kansas dear one. I lost my son in April, the same thoughts passed through my mind. He instantly became my little child again. Not sure how that happens. May the Lord bring you peace. Enjoy your little one that you will bring up to honor his father. Hug!

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