It's 2 years now since my son Chas was taken by God.
Learning to live with what's happened is a full time task.
We miss him terribly - his mom and sister, his church family, all his many wonderful friends.
The last thing we did together was some target shooting with my .41 Blackhawk. Meant to be his, one day.
You don't truly want the answers to life's questions until you are faced with so deep a loss.
Here's my Chas, with his friend Angee. Obviously, two happy friends:

I love you, and I miss you, son.