Well, the 13th is here and gone... the same 24 hours. I decided not to go to work, I just didn't want to be there. I work so hard in helping people who have been convicted of crimes and I just didn't want to hear one more story... one more lie on the day my son died. I felt ok about not going in. We went to the cemetary and then left for MI to be with our daughter. It was sadder than sad but we got through it. We talked about Jason and how if he was alive he would not have come with us to visit our daughter but would have been working, playing, etc. It was ok. We came back on Sat. and now our daughter and her husband left. He will go back to Boston, she to Chicago and they left the dog with us. It is fine. They bought us a Wii and put it together. The first game we played was bowling and Jason loved to bowl. I can just imagine how he would have been over all the time, playing the bowling game. He was competitive. I want to thank all of you who wrote on the 13th. I know how difficult these days are for all of us and you all give so much to me and to all the others on here. I wish all of you as much peace as you can have, under the circumstances.
Rebecca Jason's Mom