Thunder Road

Thunder Road

2018

331200 minute

Officer Michael stood at the podium, his uniform crisp but his eyes brimming with unshed tears. He cleared his throat, the silence of the mourners amplifying the tremor in his voice. "Mom," he began, his voice cracking slightly, "they say time heals all wounds, but right now, it feels like the world has shattered. I remember your laugh, echoing through our small kitchen as you baked your famous apple pies. I remember your gentle hand, guiding me through the tough times, teaching me not just to be a good son, but a good man. I remember your unwavering faith in me, even when I doubted myself. Being a police officer...it's a tough job. I've seen things no one should ever see. But through it all, knowing you were there, believing in me, gave me the strength to carry on. Today, though the pain is immense, I find solace in knowing I tried to live up to your values, your kindness, your unwavering spirit. You were my rock, Mom, and even though you're gone, your love continues to guide me. I'll miss you more than words can say." He paused, swallowing hard, before adding, "Thank you, for everything."