How is it possible that the date has changed when I don't remember even breathing? How is it possible for one day to move to the next when we don't even know how we are going to live without you? Without your smile, without your sense of humor, without your arm around my shoulders, always ready with a hug?
How is it possible that we have turned the page on the calendar, and you weren't here to know about it?
How is it possible for my heart to break time and time again when it hasn't even healed yet?
Johnny, we love you. You are so missed by all of us... for all the times you have broken my heart in the past, this time is by far the worst. Do you know how much we needed you?
You will always be our son, our boy. I never wanted you for a guardian angel.
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