The number of hits on this blog creeps into six figures and, 21 months after his death, Sean’s 21st birthday approaches. We’ll be marking it, of course.
As time moves on, being without him becomes no less strange. Pauline and I, while accepting his loss on some levels, still find it almost impossible to believe on others. Every time we think of him – and we think of him a great deal – he is as real a person as if he were just about to walk in the door.
Some people who knew him don’t talk about him when we wish they would, not understanding. Some who didn’t know him are happy to give us the opportunity to talk about him, and we are glad of that. He is still a member of our family, after all.
There are fewer tears than there used to be, but there are still tears. Life goes on and changes, and we try to move forward in various ways, but some things will never change. We love Sean like we always did.