My Son Found a One-Eyed Teddy Bear in the Dirt – That Night, It Whispered His Name and Begged, Help Me! – Story Of The Day!
Every Sunday, my son Mark and I walked the same path around the lake. We’d been doing it for two years, ever since his mother died. It didn’t matter if I was exhausted, drowning in paperwork, or barely holding myself together. Sundays were sacred. Just him and me, side by side, walking in silence or … Read more