Some days I don't know what to write here...so I don't. I've introduced you to several new people since I last wrote and I've learned to do it with a smile instead of tears (most of the time). I've discovered that this frickin club is larger than I imagined yet the members sometimes manage to hide their membership behind the mask. I know I'm guilty of that one for sure. I've shed hysterical tears for a friend's son that I never met...but I so understand her pain. I've also laughed out loud at a shared memory of you. I guess I'm still working on living gracefully with your loss but I'm doing my best to live. I know you understand.

Thank you. Thank you for knowing exactly what Dad and I needed when we decided to adopt a new dog. Dexter is perfect. It's absolutely eerie the way he looks like Jake sometimes. It's like someone went down the list of what we needed (whether we knew it or not) in a dog and put Dexter in our path to find. Thank you again. I know you somehow know Dexter and know how much we needed him. The house is still not quite right without you (and Jake) but some of the empty is a bit better with him. Thank you.

Love you kiddo. Miss you beyond words.