I want to carry you into the room with me like I did when you were a toddler
Maybe put your urn in a baby carrier.
Or play my camera roll on my forehead of the videos of your life when I walk into a room or a grocery store.
The flashes of chemo days or medical procedures haunt my thoughts and I quickly search my mind to replace them with a happy thought.
Time hurts my eyes, happy to see your brother and sister grow with love in my broken heart.
Always with a but in my nightly tears.
I close my eyes and whisper , take me to where you are.
I hope you are living in your favourite days and replaying all of your favourite memories.
Written by Stacey Farrand, Andrew’s mother
Stacey is the mother of Andrew who was diagnosed with AML and passed away three years ago. She writes every day to breathe. This is a recent piece she wrote and shared with the Carrying June Community.
Stacey’s son and daughter, Andrew’s siblings, an cousins started a scholarship non-profit called KindAF.ca which is dedicated to students who have endured hardship such as medical challenges/loss of a loved one to alleviate financial burden and help students continue education. Find them on Instagram: @kindaf.ca