Every year since 2005 at this part of August my heart folds in on itself and aches. Ten years. It has been 10 years since my nephew drowned in Lake Michigan on August 4th, 2005.

Jonathan. Love love love to you. I am grateful for all those who remember because what is remembered, lives. Blessings to those who hold the memories. Blessings to those who retell the stories. May you return in Love. Hail our Beloved Dead.