Today I went to visit Max. There was a new plaque placed beside him. It was a male, he was 87. Then I looked at another beside that one. It was female 83, I continued to look around and all of the plaques were of elderly, they had had long lives. Max was so freakin' young. Why didn't he get to live till he was in his 80's ? So we could have lived together, laughed together, cryed together, loved together for longer, for life. We could have watched Boo hit all his milestones and become a wonderful young man.
As I drove through the cemetery I noticed the Baby Lawn Memorial. I cried for all the families of the lost little ones, I cried for the loss of my Max. Fuck life is so unfair.
Then U2's One sang through the radio.
One love, One life.