Five Years

I love and miss you Carl. More that anyone truly knows.

Year Five

So many things have changed in the last five years. My children have grown up with mostly memories of their Uncle Carl where there should have been time to make more new memories. I wish he was here to help me make sense of things. People always seemed to listen to him better than to me.

History always seems to repeat itself. People don't really change. They tend to make the same errors again and again their entire lives. AT least Carl will not have those pains to suffer. He will be forever the best in my memories.