Lost...and found

I looked at this recent picture and remembered something I wrote about Juan David and his sister in Part two of my first book.  While working on my final edit of the book today, I came across the exact paragraph that came to my mind the other day.

"Grief traveled more levels than I knew. We mourned the loss of the kids’ presence in our lives, along with the loss of an assumed reality. We also grieved for them, knowing only a fraction of their loss. They lost a set of parents, a new brother, grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins. They ultimately lost the security of a forever family, now for the second time."

 

 

Look at that. There he stands with those parents, brother, grandparents, aunt, uncle and cousins that he lost. And this pic only represents one side of his new family, plus even more on this side that aren't pictured.

 

Couldn't resist sharing. Now back to that final edit.