Thanks SO MUCH! He was the twin of my 22 year old son…so I feel like I always have a part of him with me. They were born way too early (24 weeks gestation…of 40), so my son that lived is an ACTUAL walking/talking miracle. Outside of my wife, he’s my best friend. What an experience that was…but to your point…I’ll see him one day, and what a reunion that will be.

But until then, I just want to lend whatever experience or wisdom I’ve gained to others who are in the fire. Help these youngsters realize things won’t always be how they are in this moment, and the secret is to lean on each other and KEEP TALKING.

Anyways, thanks much for your words. 🙏🏻

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