It’s been 10 years since he gave me a kiss and called me ma
Added 22 January 2009 at 8:44pm AEST by LizzyFan
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Lost loved one/s, Built up area/ suburbs, Coastal Town, Son
My teenage sons were at a party and I thought they’d be safe because it was nearby. Then my youngest son Mick came running into my room yelling “Sean’s died, Sean’s died.”
Mick had decided to walk home but Sean got a lift. Sean and his friend Joel had been in a crash and weren’t coming home. It doesn’t get any easier. In fact, I think as time goes on the loss gets worse.
It’s been 10 years since he gave me a kiss and called me ma. 10 years since I held Sean, or we laughed together.
It hit Mick so hard. He just stayed in his room for days. Mick and Sean had an unbreakable bond. They both loved surfing and both were sponsored. They had planned to go on the world tour together. They talked about how one day one of them would be world champion. It wasn’t to be for Sean. Mick went on the tour and became champion and still dedicates every win to his brother.
No. It doesn’t get any easier.
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