The thing I dreaded for 19 years happened. Will moved out of my house.
He did the natural thing that quite a few kids do - he went to college.
My tiny blue-eyed, still very blonde- headed baby moved into a dorm.
He graduated number 1 out of 421 kids from a large, high-achieving suburban high school.
He gave a brilliant speech as the Senior class President and then got back up out of his seat and gave an amazing Valedictorian speech. I felt like I was having an out of body experience.
The baby I almost died giving birth to was the leader of his class in more ways than one.
I still look around and wonder how the child I gave birth to became this amazing person.
God in his infinite grace and mercy blessed me with this person that I only briefly got to claim as mine and then sent off into this world. He is too good and too pure.
I have often said I have been visited by angels in my 46 years on this earth. One- my Mother. Two- Greta. Three- Will.
We are all sad. We are all in mourning. The house is too quiet. It is usually filled with beautiful piano music. Now its just quiet. Sad quiet. Will was our light and our music. He was our perpetual happiness. He was our early-riser and our smile-giver. He was our humble spirit that raised us all to his level. He made us all better people.
