After arriving home in LA last night, I couldn’t help but burst into tears again when I saw TT’s toys scattering around on the living room floor, I could see his shadow and all our memories together everywhere in this house.
It felt like my entire world was crushed after TT got hit by a car, my heart was ripped apart. I admit thinking about never updating blog posts again, but I changed my mind after the darkest hour. This blog was started because I wanted to document TT’s life, in spite of some entries that might have a story about pain or fear, I should record every minute and every second of his life journey until the very end, good or bad, everything is part of him.
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