November 1, 2022, 2-years ago today, my son, Richard Blair Menchyk died.

I miss you EVERY SINGLE DAY.

Most women say there is no greater pain than to bear a child. I say there is no greater pain than to lose a child. The strongest person is a grieving mother that wakes up and keeps going every single morning.

My dark days are making me strong. But the worst part about being strong is nobody thinks I’m hurting. I’ve spent my darkest moments alone, while everyone else assumes I’m fine.

Please be patient with me, I’ve been patiently waiting for YOU. I lost my child, and while it might seem like a long time to you, it is EVERY SINGLE DAY for me. Time teaches us to conceal our pain from others, and we learn to grieve all by ourselves.

I’m sorry if I need to talk about Rich and would LOVE to share memories with you. TRUTH is...memories are all I have now. So, I guess I’m NOT really sorry at all.

GOD grant me the Serenity to accept the things I cannot change; Courage to change the things I can; and the Wisdom to know the difference.

Mom