I have always planned to go through my posts about Cameron, print them out and then put them in a special journal I have kept for that precise purpose. Today while waiting for my ride I dug them out of my archives and cut and pasted them into an email to myself so I could get on that.

Sitting here reading about him brings tears to my eyes. It is silly I suppose that I stopped writing about him in my blog because I thought people were getting tired of reading about him. I never stopped thinking about him. Although I must admitt dates are begining to blur, I can no longer tell you exactly how many months it has been since he died...although today is the sixth so If I wanted to I could figure it out.
He would have started university this year.