• I used to think that life lasted forever. How stupid I feel now. Of course life soesn't last forever. Unfortunately, at one point or another, it is fated to end.

    This realization first came to me after I had my first son. He was the perfect boy. Any parent would have been proud to have him as a son. Of course we were. He was the smartest in his school at the fifth grade. His room was full of sports medals. He already had a one-thousand dollar scholarship savings account. Diane and I loved him more than anything in the world. He never told us about his private school life. We had to learn about that the hard way. He was part of a school gang who called themselves "Primordium". Apparently they were part of a teen movement to revolutionize the world. Other gangs didn't like it. He got into a fight. He got hurt. He got infected. He got sick. The doctors did everything they could. He died April 15, 2010. We bureid him next to my mother. I remember my last words to him. "You'll always be my boy". He still is. He will always be in my heart.

    Shortly after, Diane got sick with pneumonia. She never told me until she was hospitalized. She was taken to five different hospitals across Canada. No one could do anything. Apparently she had contracted a new breed of virus from America. I stayed by her bed every day and night. She slipped into a coma in 2011. The doctors asked me if I wanted them to unplug her. I said no, she would come through. that she always did. I remember our last kiss. I had kissed her good-bye the night before they did it. I left the hospital because I didn't want to see her go. I see her every night in my dreams, alongside my son. They are smiling. They are happy. I wake up to warm tears and cold sobs. I wish that I could hold them in my arms again. I will.

    You will find my will enclosed. I have given all of my funds to you, dearest brother. Do with the rest what you will, just don't burn it. I love you dad. I hope someday you can learn to love Eric like you did me. Good-bye.

    With sincerest regards and all my love,
    Alphonse