Rain

After over a week of gorgeous sunny summer days, I woke up this morning to a dull gray rain. Finally, it feels as if the world mourns with me, and for that I am thankful. Mother Nature and I, we have not forgotten. We still grieve the loss of a tiny boy with wavy brown hair and big feet.

Tomorrow it will be three years. Still I say your name. Owen, my Owen. I carry you with me.