Here we are again John, I was thinking how much I hate this day and it hit me...I don't hate the day, I hate what happened on this day 23 years ago. To so many, you are almost ghost like, just a spark in a time gone by, but for me you are REAL, I can reach back and hear your voice, see your face, look into your eyes. I can hear your laugh, and see some tears in your eyes....oh how I wish you had been given the chance to be with me until my end, but instead as your mom I had to witness your end. My sweet, beautiful son, I want you to know you are NOT FORGOTTEN, there truly has not been one single day since 12/18/1997 that I don't think of you, and even though my eyes tear up the sorrow can be overwhelming, I thank God for my beautiful memories of you, and I miss you every single day of my life. As the time has passed one thing is for sure, today 12/18/2020 I am so much closer to seeing you and holding you again. I LOVE AND MISS YOU SO MUCH...REST IN HEAVEN UNTIL I GET THERE MY SWEET BOY...