Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me, pray for me. Let my name be ever the household word that it always was, let it be spoken without effort, without the trace of a shadow on it. I have only slipped away into the next room. I am I, and you are you.
Life means all that it ever meant.
All is well. This MP3 will take some time to load and you will need an MP3 player on your computer. Even though our son Jason fell though the mental health system, it does not have to happen to you. I have provided links for help on the resources page and will be adding more. Do not give up.