So many thoughts running through my head this morning. His mother. Those kisses. Him. His family. It all makes me sad. I want to be there for support for all of them so bad but I feel out of place in a way.
I know I'm jumping the gun here, but if this situation is really that bad in a few months, not even really, his life will be very different. His mother has always been his go to when his life is too hard. His sister and brothers always say tat she babies him too much. I'm not sure what he will do if she was to pass. I obviously want him to come home. I'm worried for all of them.
