The note said, “I knew you’d come. He talked about you every day. I just wanted you to feel that.” I immediately wondered who could have done something so thoughtful. Then I learned it was from the girl who lived next door—a person my son had never mentioned to me.
Standing there among his belongings, I realized something I had never known: even though my son was gone, the love he carried for me had been visible to someone else. That sunflower wasn’t just a goodbye. It was a final reminder that my son had loved me deeply, spoken about me often, and left pieces of himself in the hearts of people I never knew existed…READ MORE BELOW
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