The last hug. The last kiss. The last “I love you.” The last time I hugged Zack was three years ago today. I didn’t know it would be the last time. We thought we had him forever. Reneé and I thought we would be the ones closing our eyes seeing his beautiful smile and brown eyes while he stayed.
I hugged him when I came home from work that day. I came home early to help him get ready to move the next day. I told him I loved him and was glad he was home. After a trip into town, I told him I loved him when he walked through the room headed to take a shower. Such an innocuous thing. I never thought that these would be the last minutes with him. He left us just a little time later. I hugged, kissed and told him how I loved him and how proud he had made me when I had to tell him good-bye … for the last time.
Until we meet again, son. I love you and miss you.
Dad
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