My heart broke for Teddy yesterday, the sadness that consumes him...that same sadness that seems to have overtaken anyone with our last name...or anyone who loved our son...but over the week-end, kids continued to trickle in...it's like that almost every week...sometimes daily...and it's a welcomed occurrence...nothing could ever fill the huge void that Adam's absence created but having others here...with the sounds of laughter and chatter...does help. I'm sure there are some...that might drive by our home and see the many cars that still line the side of our street...and wonder...do they mind all that company? Adam's friends still feel comfortable to be here...to be with us...and in some way...pay tribute to our son by remembering us...those he left behind...I continue to read...and pray endless prayers and ask God countless questions...and I sit here perplexed because no question has been answered yet...I guess that's where Faith comes in...it's the fourth month now...and life adaptation is s-l-o-w-l-y in progress...and my life's sequel has begun, and as we all know, the sequel to anything isn't nearly as good as the first...the original...Adam was the original...he was unique, unlike any other. Many of us wrack our brains to figure out if there is anyone even close to his personality...and we all conclude there isn't...or ever will be...