Another Year Goes By

Here it is, April 8, and another year or milestone depending on your viewpoint.  

Today would have been my son's 35th birthday.  He died July 2, 2019 and there is no way to describe how that feels.  Losing a child is probably the hardest thing there is on Earth to endure.  Unlike waiting for a broken arm or leg to heal, grief is something that never really heals.  You learn to live with the pain, or keep busy enough that the pain isn't your uppermost thought all the time.  It's there, just hovering in the background.  Sort of like feeling a headache that isn't quite a headache yet, but you know it's there.  

I could post a thousand photos, share a thousand memories, 

but it wouldn't bring him back.  

I miss him every day.

Every. Single. Day.