“Friends show their love in times of trouble, not in happiness”
So the mother was frantic and showing the picture to anyone who would look. “Have you seen my son? He’s missing” She kept saying. Her husband came and grabbed her arm and then bear hugged her. “We will find him.You need to rest.”
“I can’t.” She said. “He’s missing.”
She is still looking I think and will be until the boy is found.
This is our third Christmas without Ethan now… and my heart does not rest. It still searches for him, frantically. And even though I know that he is gone I never stop expecting him. I still wait for him. I still look for him and listen for his voice. He is lost… and so is a piece of me.