I still cry every day for Randy. It’s not the ugly cry it used to be, but I still do. In a way, the pain keeps me linked to him. I know he wouldn’t want us hurting for any reason, but we still do. We still cry tears for our son because there’s nothing else we can do. Life keeps going, even though it doesn’t always feel like it should.
I wish I could do better for the sake of Randy’s memory. He deserves better than my sad (and sometimes angry) tears. I think a lot about how much different my life would be if only that night never happened. That Randy was still here…how much I almost can’t wait to be with him again in the next chapter…
Love you beyond forever, my beautiful son…
❤️♾️
For the love of Randy... 