According to the project "rules," I am actually supposed to take a picture of myself holding the statement I would tell the world about my grief. The pictures will be put into a slide show. But, I have never been one for brevity. If you have read any of my blog posts, you know that already. The words I would come up with would never fit on one piece of paper.
So, I am using a different picture, obviously, one of Weston and myself. Of course I am biased, but this is a beautiful picture that captures a hint of my deep love for my son and the emotions surrounding his death. In this case, a picture truly is worth a thousand words.
This picture conveys the following, which I want the world to know:
THIS IS MY SON. He existed on this earth, and he died. I am forever changed.
Weston simply looks like a sleeping baby in this picture. He is very much alive in my heart. Please acknowledge that aliveness whenever you think of him and/or our family.
Love is stronger than death. Until we meet again, my love.
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