You must know, viewing previously unseen pictures of Justin is a joyful, tearful revelation; an excruciatingly spiritual experience. He looked so happy, strong, and beautiful. Just as I like to remember him. And I could see their love, pride and attachment for each other popping off the prints. If we could achieve it, would the benefits of freezing time out weigh the detriments?
Looking through them, one at a time in a repetitive loop, I smiled and cried a little. This was a priceless, precious birthday gift from my surviving child; my full grown daughter, now with a child of her own. This alone made waking up that day worth while. It gave my day relevance, beauty, and meaning, while slumped in the shadow marking another useless year.
