My Son Tim

Phyllis Pritchett

I woke up Sat morn 2 months ago,feeling good,was a sunny Sat morn here in Georgia. Was having my coffee when Tim's g/f called,hang on I said I'll go get him. Knocking on his bedroom door with no answer I walked in finding him hanging from the rafters. Didn't look like my son,looked like a dummie,walking closer I saw it was my son!!!!! The rest of my life has been a nightmare.My soul was buried and I carry my broken heart. My life is empty.


Phyllis Pritchett

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Anniversary date - 4-13-01
Date of post - 06-13-01

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