I have had the number 17 stuck in my head forever. I kept trying to think of why. I know that this month is Rylan's bday and stuff... then I realized... the 17th is the day he died. I am so awestruck that it's here again. I just can't think of the right words to say how im feeling. i miss him soo friggen much. i keep thinking of all the memories and eeverything he went through. my poor boy. He will be 3 this year...3...wow. I wish I could see what he looks like. I imagine a sweet dark haired, dark eyed guy with mediteranean skin like his daddy. I hope he knows im thinking about him and love him. forever.