As I shared in my last post, graduation has been tough on me, but I'm coming out of the fog. Zach's friend Keegan brought over a card for me yesterday that brought a truckload of joy to my heart. It helps so much when I know Zach's not been forgotten. He wrote: "I just want to say thank you for giving us Zach for as long as we all had him. He has impacted my life more than anyone could know. I'm sure graduation has been a tough time of year for you, Doug and Carter. I'

This was to be Zach's graduating year. This has affected me in a way I wasn’t quite expecting, like walking headlong into a biting head wind. There is always that part of me that wants to deny the intensity of my sadness and calm it into submission, but it’s wild and fierce and horribly unpredictable—and, well that’s just the way it is. Grief cannot be tamed and the kindest thing I can do for myself is to just let it roll in. To resist it is like trying to fight against a