Just. Breathe.

A friend sang that Mercy Me song at our son's funeral. Zac was 17, and died in a freak automobile accident ten years ago today.   "I can only imagine...what it will be like..." The song, of course, is about Heaven, but it seems strangely appropriate to life these last ten years. Eleven years ago, I couldn't have imagined at all what our life would look like without Zac in it. But now, it's just a fact. So I let my imagination go to picture him through the last 10 years: He was getting really good on the guitar, and he loved it. I imagine he'd still be doing something with music. He would LOVE Rock Band/Guitar Hero. Seriously. I think of him every time I play. Napoleon Dynamite came out a couple of years after his death. Not only would he have loved it then, I think it would be a regular viewing event, like most of us with A Christmas Story . "I told you! I spent it with my uncle in Alaska hunting wolverines!" Kids flocked to him. Kile...