empty shoes

Sasha's son would have been 37 this year if he hadn't been killed 14 years ago in a car crash.
Sasha is still grieving, still crying.

Today has been a sad day, a day of tears but also a day of remembering and thinking.

Thinking about the fragility of everything we hold dear and how, sometimes, following the dream is nothing more than running away.

oooooh, I miss my family.......