March 20, 1977. My little man would have been 35 years old.... OH MY!
It's that time of year again. It is just amazing how fast time has gone by. Yet it's still so fresh in my memory. Clear as any picture in any book. I will never get that image and pain out of my head, holding my son's cold body for the only time. Everybody said I shouldn't take a picture, but I so long to see his face again. If you have a desire to do something no matter what it is. DO IT.... You can't go back and re-live that moment. EVER!
At some point, you have to realize that some people can stay in your heart but not in your life.