So I find myself writing you these notes more often recently. Is it because the unwelcome reality of the absence of your presence is becoming more intrusive? Maybe it's because I'm spending more time on my own and I'm under more stress with the new business? Maybe. Probably. I don't know.

This whole journey sucks. I hate having to introduce you to strangers in any way different than your brother Jason. The asterick by your name bugs me. You are still part of my every day. I don't see that changing. I just wish it was different.

Love you kiddo. Miss you bunches. Hang close to me if you can.