Not one day passes without you in my thoughts and prayers, brother. I read everything, over and over again and pray you have found the peace you were seeking. Mommy is with you now and though all our hearts break because we don't have either of you with us, I feel better knowing you all have each other in heaven. It still seems like you left us yesterday. Trisha and I talk about that, and you, all the the time. You would be proud seeing Bobby strum your guitar, or wearing one of your suits. He looks like a McCahey, and favors you. It's a gentle reminder that your spirit is still with us. TJ, Trisha, and I are lost without you, and it's hard thinking there are only three of us left. Save our spaces and know that we talk to and listen for you, all the time.