I ache I miss my son so much. I am so weepy these days. I can't help it. I just have this Michael sized void in my soul.
Please continue to keep us in your thoughts and prayers. Please continue to tell us that we are in your thoughts and prayers. Please continue to tell me your memories of Michael. I can't promise that I won't cry. I can't help it. But I want to know your memories of him. And crying is ok. Please continue to talk about him. Please continue to call, write, e-mail, comment on this blog ... whatever. I may not always answer the phone or respond to an e-mail, but I listen. I read. I want to hear from you.
The thoughts and comments from others keep us going. They buoy us in these dark days. I cannot begin to put into words how much we appreciate our family, friends, and community members.