The hardest year

I remember making this video for Rico to celebrate one year of clean scans after his first sarcoma. I labeled it The Hardest Year. 

Naive little me.

But still it makes me smile - this is him - this is us - this is how we got through things together. It still feels like when all of this is over - his service, the people coming in and out - it feels like he'll be back, because somebody this vibrant can't really be gone.

My writing has gone to shit lately. I cant formulate sentences - I used them all on his obituary. Thank you all for being there for us - for your hugs in the grocery store, your sweet texts, your notes to our kids - they matter more than you know.