This is bullshit

This is among my most painful experiences

This is unfair

I can’t believe this would happen to such wonderful people

He had his last breath yesterday, he was only three

To think that smart, energetic boy is gone, all of a sudden, it is too hard to imagine

He will be missed

I miss him and I barely knew him, who can even imagine the parents’ perspective?

If I did that sort of thing, if I believed in a god, I’d pray

But since I don’t, I just feel the pain rip through my body, infecting my being as tears roll out of my eyes

I look at my own son, just two, and wearing the boy’s hand me downs, and what else is there other than remorse, luck of the draw, hope, and sadness

Good luck little guy

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