This is so hard.  Hard in so many ways.  It's hard enough missing him each and every day.  It's hard waking up each morning, and hav...

...how sweet the sound, that saved a wretch like me. How can ten years pass so quickly, yet seem to have gone by so slowly?  How can it ...

One of the last pictures taken of this precious boy...nine years ago tonight. So tomorrow is the day.  The day that we had to let him g...

Each year when his birthday rolls around, I pray and ask for guidance in what I should write on this blog.  It becomes increasingly difficul...

Really.  I am at a loss for words.  Tomorrow, it will be eight years since we last fed him.  Since we last held him.  Since we last heard hi...

Tomorrow, eight years have passed since we welcomed a 6-pound, 15 ounce baby Luke Thomas to the world. Perfection. He was per...

Once again, I sit here on my computer.  Trying to come up with words to eulogize our son.  Attempting to be eloquent when I'd really lik...