Today is the 8th anniversary of Stu's death.
It's so hard to believe it's been that long - sometimes I can still hear his laugh, see his strut, and see how desperate he was to live...
I find this year especially difficult - maybe it's because I just spent an evening with his three beautiful/amazing/brilliant/kind kids and think it's so sad that he didn't have the chance to watch them grow up - one off to University this fall, and the other two so athletic and sweet young men...Stu would have been so proud!
Maybe it's because I'm inching ever so closely to my 40th year and can't imagine having such little time to absorb everything about my kids - place it somewhere in my mind that even death couldn't take away. Maybe it's because young people shouldn't lose their lives - that's not the way it's supposed to work out...
May you rest in peace - we miss you every day! xo
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