Two Years


It’s now May 23rd… two years from the day Richard died.

Yeah, I know the “official” date is the 28th of May. But that wasn’t when he died, it’s when they found him in his apartment. In my heart I know he died on this day.

We were at the farm that day. I remember sitting on the porch that evening looking up at the stars, and I was thinking of Richard. I looked out into the heavens and thought, “I hope you’re alright.” I had an uneasy feeling. Somehow I knew, though I wouldn’t understand that feeling for several more days.

The intensity of the pain is just breath taking – even two years out.

I miss you kid.

This is one of your mom’s favorite pictures of you, so I put it up here today.

Even with that damned Louisville hat on your head.


One response to “Two Years”

  1. I lost my boy on Feb 12th, but he wasn’t found in his apartment till the morning of Feb 13 th. We’re still waiting for Utopsy reports as to why it appears he went to sleep and never woke up. Everything reminds me of my Joe. We were very close and I miss him so much. I’m still trying to wrap my head around this whole event. And I’ve seen him at the foot of my bed twice now. The second time was a more vivid image and for a longer period of time. I wonder what it means and I hope with all my heart Joe is at peace and happy.

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