Thirty-seven years ago today, I gave birth to this wonderful guy, our second of three sons. Greg was always so full of hugs, smiles, and laughter. He loved life!
It has been ten years, three months, and one day since he left our world. I wonder what he would look like now – I have no current pictures.
Gifted with both intellect and an artistic talent, he was an emerging architect – I wonder what he could have created in those ten years.
He was the wonderful, loving father to our grandson – I wonder what amazing relationship he and his son would have now. Greg would have enjoyed watching him grow into someone who is so much like him.
He was a doting uncle – I wonder about the positive influence he would have had on his nephews, and how much he would have enjoyed meeting his little niece.
He was a caring brother who loved doing things with his brothers Todd and Ryan – I wonder about the all the great things they would have done together and the good times they would have shared.
Greg was a good friend to just about everyone he met – I wonder how those friendships would have flourished.
He was a gentle, loving son to my husband and me. We are so blessed to have had twenty-six plus years with this amazing person. I miss him every moment of every day, but I have so many happy memories to bolster my spirits.
Happy Birthday, my beautiful son.