Laurence Richards
My beautiful son died in January this year. He was 27, full of plans for the future. I am broken but I will fulfil his wishes as best I can, which included better research into neurological conditions.
My love goes out to all the other broken hearts today and every day. Our love for the beautiful souls will never diminish.
He called me Madre by the way, his term of endearment.
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