Tonight, I finally got around to pulling photos off of memory cards from earlier this month. The last day I took a picture was October 4th. This is the best weather & color & light of the whole year and I've been slacking. Geez.
Yesterday was Robby's 18th birthday. Angie and I have been doing "what ifs" for the past few days. Would Abby and Madeline even exist? Would we be in Cambridge? Would she be a nurse? Life has many paths. One leads to another that leads to another, infinity. It's impossible to say how things would be if we'd chosen another path long ago. After going through all of that with her and looking at where we are today, I'd say Robby's short life and death were a definite blessing in our lives. Happy 18th son.
Peace-
Matt