Voices for change

Sam

My beautiful boy. I miss you more than words can say. I miss your wicked sense of humour, your singing, dancing with you every tea time in my arms whilst I make dinner and you tell me about your day. I miss you sneaking into our bed and snuggling in beside me (never dad as he was too hot you’d say). I miss your cuddles and most of all I miss not seeing you grow up with your big brother. Sam Dorrance forever 5