Where to start? This has been the longest, hardest 6 whole months of my life. My son David Wik passed away 6 months ago today, unexpectedly…he was just 28 years old. He was an amazing kid. Truly amazing. He brought his loudness, smile, energy, kindness, and love wherever he went. He was so handsome, a great young man, who left an impact in his very short time, I could only imagine if he would’ve lived longer the people he would have touched. He was incredible. To say my world shifted that day is an understatement.
The thing about loss, that I’ve learned…first it’s debilitating. Paralyzing, it takes your breath, breaks your heart, and brings havoc to your soul, but to know great love is to have great pain. I’m so thankful I am able to love you this much. Even though it hurts this bad. I’m so thankful I’m your momma honey. I will see you on the other side. Until then, know you are incredibly loved and missed by every single person. I love and miss you, David Neil.
I’ll see you in the rainbows, hear you in the breezes, see you in the stars, and all the hearts I see every day. I love you more than words David, my sonship. My beloved one. 💙💙💙
