06/02/2026
This morning, my heart is heavy.
William Carson aka Mig who chose to do drugs, drink alcohol, and get behind the wheel got another chance to wake up this morning.
My son didn’t.
That reality is hard for me to accept.
Some days I carry my grief quietly. Other days, like today, I am angry. Angry because a decision that never should have been made changed my family’s life forever. Angry because my son was robbed of his future, his dreams, his children’s milestones, and all the moments we were supposed to share.
The news paper call it an accident, but Mig made a choice. A choice to drive impaired. A choice that took my son away from everyone who loved him.
While others are making plans, celebrating birthdays, and creating memories, I am left wondering what my son’s life would look like today if that driver had made a different decision.
I don’t share this for SYMPATHY . My GOD have been keeping me. I share it because impaired driving has real victims. Real mothers. Real fathers. Real children. Real families who spend the rest of their lives trying to learn how to live with a loss they never asked for.
If my words reach even one person today, please hear me: never get behind the wheel impaired. Your choice could become someone else’s lifetime of pain.
Today, I miss my son.
Today, I am grieving my son.
And today, I am angry that he is gone while the person responsible was given another day that my son will never have.
💙 Lil ‘T’, not a day goes by that I don’t love you, miss you, and wish you were here. Your life mattered. Your story matters. And I will continue to speak your name. 🕊️💙