Yesterday I decided to be super courageous and drive down to the police station to
obtain my stupid records. I walked through the door with Poppy and a friend
because it was too much to handle alone, I asked the guy behind the window if I could
get my police report...he said "what kind of incident was it"?
All I said is
then I froze.
did that really just come out of my mouth?
was I really in a police station
picking up my son Ollie Kai Hebb's police report because he died...yuck and sad.
yes this really did happen.
my mind has such a hard time accepting this. i hate the reality of Ollie not being here.
but I can and WILL go on.. I must. I know I will see him again and he is mine forever.
He is preparing Heaven for my family and is a VIP up there.
love love love you Ollie-pop
ps i did pay for the report which should just be given to me for free anyway, but I paid
a measly $10 and of course i have to go there again and pick it up . the system is so ridiculous.
and im not planning on reading the report but I might peek at things here and there,
i want these records, they tell details of my sons last moments in his home....
|this picture makes me smile..wanted to leave you all with a smile!|
|1 week before he went to heaven. makes me happy to see his grin|