Today would have been your 24th birthday. The last birthday of yours that you were here for, you turned 16. I wonder if there will ever be a birthday of yours that comes along that I won’t wonder what you would have been like if you had lived. I don’t think there ever will be and I’m finally okay with that. Not okay that you aren’t here but okay that you won’t ever not be on my mind on this day and every other. Happy birthday Willie. I love you and always will.