Tony, it’s been 90 days, and I still cannot face the truth. I try, but my heart says “no”! Everybody keeps telling me to have lost a daughter and now my son, I have to be a strong person. They can’t see my heart! I don’t know if a heart can be shattered or not, but that’s how mine feels. You are in my thoughts every minute. Even when I am focusing on something else, you are there. I have relived your life a thousand times. I am sorry you were forced to take on so much responsibility when you were only a teenager, but you were always there for me and your sisters. Son, I wish I could change that part of your life, but you are now with your dad, and I know he has told you how proud he was of you. I know that you no longer hold your hurts inside, and you have probably formed a close bond with your dad. This gives me peace, that I never had before. I try to understand why God called you to Heaven. You said your health was good when I mentioned my concern for you. Tony, I wonder if you felt something was about to happen. I sent you a text and you said you would call me in an hour. Instead of you calling, a call came to papa from Kelley, and when he said your name, I knew! This was the 2nd worse day of my life! I’m sorry I’m saying so much, but I just have the need to communicate with you any way I can. Son, I will always long to see you, talk to you, get one of your hugs, but one thing is true; we will all be together one day when God is ready for us. I love you with all my heart! Mother