My mom died two months ago – July 29, 2023. I can’t believe she’s gone. I miss her so much.
She asked about Josh often. “Have you heard from him?” she’d ask. “How is Josh doing?” . . .She was the only one in my family that asked me about you. No one else ever will.
My mom died and part of me died with her. The part that knew someone felt the pain similiar to me and could empathize with me. And did not make me feel crazy but a loved human.
About Sandy
I was married at age 19 and had my son when I was 24 years old. When he was nearly 2 years old I decided to leave my husband. We had nothing in common. I was so lonely. He was an avid hunter and fisherman and while I tried to get into hunting and fishing it just was not my thing. While I was thrilled to be a mom, I spent many lonely weekends with my son.
Ironically when I separated from my husband, my husband fought for sole custody and moved my son 1,000 miles away from me. I paid child support and found ways to be with my son throughout the years. We developed a wonderful relationship and he grew into a responsible young man.
When he was 26 years old his grandfather passed away and he decided to cut me out of his life . . . I set up this website to find some type of solace and speak to my son . . .