Seventeen years ago, I held my son Gabriel in my arms for the very last time. My heart was ripped apart when he died, and it will never be the same.
But I am grateful for the time we had. Each extra day he lived was time for my daughters, Maxine and Nadine, to get to know their brother and for him to feel her Ates’ love – through the games they played, the books Max read to him, and the songs her Ates sang for him.
When I went out for a run today, I looked at the sky and gave thanks. It is true, in His time, God makes all things beautiful.
I can smile and laugh now knowing he lives on in our hearts through the work I do, and through the foundation we named after him, Gabriel’s Symphony.
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