March 9th was amazing. It was amazing. He will always be amazing. I've missed him so much and today was the perfect opportunity to prove it. I've missed his laughter and his jokes, his funny faces and the relentless tickle frezy. But I guess the best part was just being with him--touching him and being touched, talking to him and being heard, and fooling around like we were the only people on earth. Funny how things could turn around 360 and I'm glad that they have. Even though the hardest part hasn't even started yet, I remain optimistic. Things are looking up. He still has faith in me and I will stay true to my promise.