Ann Bennett-Cookson

Sarah, my sweet, sad, overwhelmed daughter! You left us December 16, 2016 as you finally found your peace amidst so much pain and sadness. Finding you that day pulled the breath from me, leaving me in the in-between. In your passing, you left broken hearts that are slowly mending. Your passing opened a chasm and our family will never be the same again! A broken family trying to heal. I wrote your story/our story my love, but you know that don’t you? Writing was my salvation and I hope by sharing our story, others will better understand addiction and how it impacts so many families. Not one day passes when your name is not mentioned, and your memory rekindled. The essence of you lingers, your energy surrounds me. Two and one-half years have passed. July 20th we will gather around your newly made memorial bench to place your final remains into the soft earth. New life will grow and sprout as time moves forward. I wonder if I have the strength to place your pink granite urn into the ground after keeping you with me all this time. Can I do this? Yet, you really are not here, are you? You’re in that place of light and love experiencing amazing grace! Love you forever and always until we are together again. Mom

Posted 23/06/2019