I don't know if there's a IWSG question. And quite frankly, I don't care. Bubba is dead. My son, Gregory Ellis, was killed in a motorcycle accident on February 2, 2025 in Hampton, Virginia. Twenty years old.
Even as I write this, it doesn't seem real.
But it is. I won't go on any more adventures with him. No more walks and talks we used to enjoy. I won't hear his laugh. I won't feel his arms wrapped around me. I won't chuckle at his antics and amazing sense of humor. At least not here in this space, in this time.
The sense of loss is devastating. No mother or parent should ever have to go through this.
The thing that is getting me through it is faith. Faith that he is in God's loving care. He has peace. No more of life's problems. No more pain. No more suffering. His journey is over and he's safely home. And the belief that when my journey is over, I will be with him again.
I know life is short. I am grateful that I had the experience of being his mom. We had a lot of wonderful times together, and I will hold those dear in my heart.
Be at peace, Greg. I love you and I'll miss you.
Sherry, I am so very sorry! What a horrible thing to have happen. Prayers for you and your family.
ReplyDeleteJesus, Sherry, there are no words, I cannot believe it. Sending you thoughts and prayers in this tragic moment. We all grew to love Bubba through your stories about him ever since he was a little kid. Such a sad moment.
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