Welcome fellow weary traveler. Come lay your burdens down for a spell and gather around this campfire and let's remember our loved ones. Here it's safe, here it's warm under the pale moonlight.🌲

My friends who are long gone only from this Earth whisper my name still on the wind that they are with me and maybe you have a dearly departed loved one that watches over you still like a quiet hidden brook with a garden bench and an open book. Do you hear them still? 🍄

The boys are often forgotten. Most of my friends died in homicides, suicides and trafficking. All abuse situations. There was no justice, no one fighting for them, no one cared and their abusers and murderers want them forgotten.🕸️

A good number of them never knew their actual names so we have them nicknames and some their name was all they had. Their identities (on paper and their interests) were ripped away along with possessions and isolated. But we showed them love before they died something their abusers can never have nor our bond nor their name.⚔️

Names hold power. It's not something anyone can take from you. So tonight let's not forget the boys. Light a candle for one or a few...however many you feel your spirit is telling you tonight. Let's remember them and remember the strength in. And rest here for a while and hold their memory close and when you're ready continue on your journey yet feel free to wander back any time. There will always be a warm fire burning.⭐

Michi (16)🕯️ Aleks (14)🕯️ Aidan (10)🕯️

Love you all. Always. These 3 are closest on my mind tonight.