Memories of Levi

Levi loved Christmas, especially the joy of giving. His laughter and energy made holidays special—now, they feel empty without him.

A raw reflection on grief, vulnerability, and the struggle for justice after the loss of a child, as a mother faces an unimaginable reality.

Losing Levi has deeply affected my children. Each grieves in their own way, from quiet sadness to anger, as they carry his memory forward.

The sound of sirens takes me back to the day I lost my son. This post reflects the pain, love, and memory I carry every day.

I miss Levi every single day. He wasn’t just my son; he was my daily companion, my comic relief, and often my reminder to just laugh at...