The second New Year

The second New Year

Time marches on yet again, as it always does, from New Year’s Eve. It is already the third day of January! I have never really been one for NYE celebrations, having been to maybe two parties my entire life. So the fact that I didn’t want to do anything was not unusual behaviour. What was, and will forever remain unusual, is the fact that this is now my second NYE without my son Adam, by my side.

Reminders of Adam

Reminders of Adam

He wore his cap backwards just like Adam.  He swaggered like Adam.  He even looked like Adam in a way.  It was probably the overall look that got me.  He just reminded me of Adam.  And then I missed Adam ever so strongly.  More than I normally would on a walk back from the pharmacy.  It was surreal in a way.