Life has gone on and on and on. It's been almost 3 months since I lost my boys, and I miss them. I've even found myself pulling out their pictures, just to look at them and wonder what they looked like. Yesterday, a bill came for John Kraus; I paused and held my breath for just a moment. It was as if seeing his name on paper made him all the more real, all the more alive, all the more dead. And it hurt. It really hurt.
Today, I don't have much to say. I just want to write their names and feel like they lived. Isaac Kraus. John Kraus. They are my sons, and I hope they know that I love them.
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