
Nathaniel, you would have been 24 years old today. I do not understand why I am here, still having birthdays, and you are forever 17. Our house is empty, our farm is empty, and there is a hole in my heart that is just as empty as the day you left. I did pretty good today I thought, but then as the day wore on, it got worse. My comfort is that I believe that heaven is a wonderful place and I believe you are there--far better off than any of us here. My heart will be fixed some day, just not here.
Happy Birthday in heaven, my son.
Love and missing you always,
Mom