Much like the day that you left us, today is an average, cloudy day. Perhaps it’s right that it’s dreary, but what I really wished for then and now is a frigid, tempestuous day that clearly conveys my sorrow and the turbulence in my soul. But alas, if I could always have what I wished for then you would still be here with me.
But you’re not. After three years, I’ve been forced to accept that life is without you. How I grieve that you were taken so prematurely!
Even so you’ve left your mark on me, Juddy. I’ve lived almost 40 years and you fewer than three, but you are indelibly written on my soul. Your precious smile, sweet spirit, and resounding voice are still with me and will remain in my heart forever. You were, are, and will always be a treasure of unspeakable worth. I am proud of the boy you were; what is more, your endurance through such a heinous disease and so many horrible days with such faith was breathtaking and will always remain with me.
Your life was a short, sweet song of praise to our Father. I still hear it now. And if when my last words are sung it sounds remotely like yours I will be thankful.
Until then, I will love you, miss you, and am grateful that I can call you my son!
With all of my heart,