12/26/2025
Thought I had been so strong, not crying as much as in the past, focusing on the happy memories and appreciating all the wonderful people in my life and being thankful. Well, as we were all looking at xmas cards and photos yesterday, my mom saw the photo of my Tyler When he was about 3 yrs old. I keep it out on the credenza year round . It’s a beautiful black and white of him , looking so pensive but with his cute little half smile . She commented on what a nice photo it was of him . That’s all it took, and without any warning there we were , my mom and I crying like babies , missing my son and longing for those times gone by. It doesn’t matter that it’s been 8 years ago on Xmas Eve that we found him. It stills feels fresh and raw . The sadness and pain creeps up on you when you least expect it . I try to keep these thoughts compartmentalized , but when the pain is too much to carry I still break down . They say the harder you love, the greater the pain . My son Tyler was my first born son and I loved being his Mom. I will always be his mother , through life and death .Tyler Lovasco💕