My 13-year-old son passed away, and a few weeks after the funeral, his teacher called me and said, “Ma’am, your son left you a letter.” Please come to school immediately! “.
My son Owen was killed in a tragic accident at the lake. My husband had gone to a cottage with Owen and some friends. It was one of those trips they did every year.
Owen accidentally fell into the water. A storm broke out and the current washed it away.
Search and rescue teams tracked the water and surrounding forest, but found nothing.
They searched for him for a long time and never found his body, but police told us that with a current so strong, he couldn’t have survived, and they declared him dead.
I didn’t know how to move on. I was so sick they admitted me to the hospital for observation.
My husband took care of the funeral. I just couldn’t do anything.
