It’s okay to laugh

Posted by in letters to the boys

I don’t need to feel sad every moment of every day to honor Ayrie.  He lived a life of joy and would want me to keep doing so, for me and for Shiya. He knew I loved him fiercely.  And I know he loved me just as fiercely.  It was palpable.  People could feel it.  And we never doubted it.  Trust ran deep. And that’s what matters. Nothing about the way I grieve now changes that. I can laugh and not feel like I shouldn’t be because Ayrie loved to laugh and wants me to LIVE.