I loved all of my sons and never have I had to experience the death of one. Even now, the pain I felt lingered deep within my core. Each one of them were a part of me. Blood of my blood, flesh of my flesh. Ara had said those words to me the night he embraced me. I knew the meaning of the words, hell, I’d spoken them myself to my sons, but it wasn’t until yesterday that I fully understood the weight of them.
Yep...choked up. :(