It's strange how one's subconscious knows before the conscious. I had been feeling down and my counsellor always says when that happens to check the calendar. Sure enough. Silas' birthday was around the corner - February 15 - tomorow now since I've been trying so long to get a baby picture at the bottom of the post. It's a tough week again and that didn't help. Not going to miss out saying this, though.
He would have been 29, but I always remember him as 22. We so much miss all the good things that his growing into manhood would have brought us. We miss the laughter, the jokes, the music, the guys visiting, the demonstrations of love; we miss his engagement to the love of his life and all that would have led to. We miss HIM.
I remember holding you 29 years ago, my baby boy, (couldn't get the baby pix to work)
Happy birthday, Si
Enjoy the wonders of the universe.