I met you Eric on a hot summer day on July 21, 1981, at 3:12 pm.  Labor was smooth with the assistance of a great doctor. I think you had a sweet smile on your face, that remained for many of your photos. On this day of February 12, 2025, it's been two months of not accepting the reality of what is true. The truth is that you are missed. The conversations, the good listener that you have been, the strong man that evolved from tackling responsibilities. Caring for Danzig and hearing about the escapades about your furry friend. All brought delight to my heart. There are others that I had the blessing of meeting, that are missing you too. I believe in change, and I believe that our hearts can't help, but to change for the better, from this experience in life. Taking the steps to be a better human being and on to healing and wholeness. Ever on my heart.

                                                     Mom, aka Roberta