Four years ago today I saw your face, held your hand and told you that I loved you for the last time. I prayed for you and pleaded to you to fight like hell like you did the last time you were sick. Yes, four years ago today I saw you for the last time, and I hoped and prayed that you felt my presence and all the love I still had to give.

Sleep peacefully, my stepson.

September 28, 1981 – September 20, 2021

Tomorrow will be four years since you left us. I will forever love and miss you.