When I am able to grasp the enormity of this loss I will write the tribute my boy deserves.Until then I take every day moment by moment as every thing around here reminds me of the Beebers. I won't wash his bedding or toys...and poor Sydney is lost without him. He scans the horizon for his Dad as we walk in the park. Maybe if we are lucky he really does see him.I hope so and deep inside I know he's okay and there is peace in that place. In time
the pain will be replaced with the joy he created in our lives.This picture was taken on our last camping adventure one week before he passed away. My angel
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