When losing a child, brother, grandchild, cousin, friend sometimes things are different. Me, as a mom, I have the smallest things that make me think of Logan and have a breakdown. But no matter what I do to fight it it comes in even stronger. Just this week seeing his friends in the army and marines has got me to having a hard time, because no matter how much I try to see him as a grown up, a man, I still only can see him as a 16 year old teenager with his world ahead of him. Not knowing what he wanted to do yet. I am so proud of all of his friends and what they are accomplishing, and they keep me going seeing them go on and become wonderful things and I couldn’t live without seeing how they do, but still… But still I want so badly to know what my son would’ve become. But still I hold on to the wonderful things God has promised to us, that if we believe in Jesus Christ as our savior, he will give us everlasting life. It’s such a comforting thought, but I still miss Logan. I’m human, I am his mother, and I am stubborn. But I know getting my kids into church when they were little (or older is ok too!) is the best thing I could do. Love your kids, Love yourself, and Love Jesus, and he will get you through anything.