JHM

Our little Jonathan left us two years ago today. There isn't a day that goes by that we don't think of him and mourn our loss, but this is the hardest day of all. Today we relive the nightmare and feel the shock, the pain, the depression, the hurt and anger. We remember every gritty detail and have to try and force our minds away from several images and memories. Yes, it's a painful day. The worst, actually.

Thanks to Michelle watching the boys, Rudy and I got to spend part of the morning at the cemetery. It's too painful and personal to even try to write here, but we have developed several traditions we feel are special and honor our son. GG always helps us in that effort and her card and gift to Jonathan brought on a flood of tears. We left part of the gift at the grave. Thanks, GG. You have blessed us so much with your love and understanding.

We knew this would be a painful day so we decided early on that we'd spend the rest of it doing something fun as a family. Instead of heading straight home after church, we took a picnic lunch to our new, favorite park. In honor of Jonathan, we played, laughed and loved as a family. Although there were only 2 boys riding around on their bikes/cars, Jonathan was very much with us. I think he would have liked this place.

 The "bumply bumps!"

Stop lights, parking lots, and gas stations... as well as hills, bridges and tunnels make this children's bike park a huge hit.

Gavie.

Ru skated around a ton and then disappeared. It took us a while to figure out where he went. Then we looked up! :)

I always see Jonathan in between them. 

So we pull ourselves together and enjoy each other believing that one day we'll see our second son again.We love and miss you Jonathan. Always.