MAY 18, 2025: “5.18.25” …

“5.18.24”

exactly one year ago today … aka one of the top five worst days of my life. This is really saying something, by the way, since I’ve had, like, at least a couple dozen “worst days of my life“. Yes, I still miss him every day. Yes, I always will. He’s a part of the ethereal fabric that shrouds my soul with love eternal. Mommy loves you, Lord Williamson. Tell your Dad I said hi. I’ll see you both when I get There.