
This picture, and his devotion to the shirt we’ve had countless copies made of, should make his joy obvious.
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This picture, and his devotion to the shirt we’ve had countless copies made of, should make his joy obvious.
So our family finally found out what killed my oldest son’s father… well, aside from what we’d known.
None of it was too surprising, but the fact that this was even delayed for as long as it was speaks volumes.
There was absolutely no reason to delay it. The fact it was completed was noted on his death certificate.
I’ll be going through it piecemeal in subsequent posts in here, because although a lot of the cause of death was speculated if not just left at “blunt force trauma” and “pedestrian on bicycle struck by motor vehicle”, there was still some that was surprising that none of his family would have gotten to know had I not been as persistent with this as I have been. It’s not something that I regret, but I still wish I hadn’t needed to do it…


This happened to come at me out of the blue on Twitter this morning, and I couldn’t help but post it here.