5 years
Today I put roses on Tyler's headstone. There was snow on the ground and the wind almost knocked me over. Because I had decided to drive down to Utah County at the last minute it was almost dark yet still light enough for me to see the stone the bears his name, Tyler Stillwell Gray. I said a few words and cried. I cried all the way to his parents' house. And then when his mother opened the door and pulled me into her arms I cried and Judy cried. Lots of love and understanding there. We talked for about an hour before I left. I love Tyler's family so much. They have become my own. And until the day I die I will visit, know and love them.
I still miss him.
I still miss him.