The brightest flames burn out the fastest...
Ten years ago to the damned exact minute, I was cuddled with you as you slept and held Z as he fussed as under-2-month-old do. At twenty-five years your senior - I never expected to see this or write this as I expected the reverse to happen.
As Zephyrus' father, Reba was obviously an important person in my life. We met under weird circumstances and parted under even weirder circumstances. Now she's left us all and it's totally absurd. My brain still can't accept dead at 29... My condolences to Zephyrus, his siblings, and Russell.
I won't share years of photos of Zephyrus, Reba, and myself together. RESPECT... For Zephyrus, I will post a handful here.
Russell, if you are willing, I'll share the pictures of Reba and Z with you for Z. Facebook me, I friended you finding this out.