George is so very far away now.
It doesn't seem entirely possible. Our son has been gone for 1000 days.
I wake every day aware of the wrongness of our life. How, how did this happen? How can we be without him? How is it that we are still childless? How can this happen? I know there are no answers; not then or now or in the future but knowing that doesn't stop the questions forming in my head. How? Why?
Today we will travel 75 miles to see a classic car show. George would have ridden on his daddy's shoulders excited to see the special cars, wriggling to get down and get close. He couldn't help but share Ray's love of cars and he would be able to name them with his daddy. We would have a lovely but tiring day with tears and giggles and George would fall asleep on the way home and his daddy would carry him to his bed.
Think of us today will you? Just for a moment. Send us some wishes and a little magic if you can.
And send some love to George too? In that parallel universe where he lives his real life.