Amy Clark

My Best Friend Left Today

I was doing good. So much better than last year. We walked down to the bus stop and he looked up at me with his big brown eyes. “Mama, I am going to miss you so much!” He squeezed my hand and leaned into me.

I cried all the way back, tears dripping in my coffee.

This does not get easier.

Published August 18, 2009 by:

Amy Clark

Amy Allen Clark is the founder of You can read all about her here.

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