January 27, 2021:
I had to tell you that we’ll be okay. Our time together on earth is coming to an end soon. I see that you’re ready and then you verbally told me clear as day that you were tired of hurting. I feel you honey. You are the strongest person I know. I’ve told you over and over how much you are loved, by me, by our boys, and by the hundreds of friends and family we have around us. I know you know it and feel it. You are one of a kind and there will never be another Ed. I told you your mom and dad, and Jesus, are ready to greet you with open arms into heaven. You’ll soon be running again, riding motorcycles again, running in the outfield and around the bases like the fast Eddie you are, golfing with your grandpa. You’ll probably get a poker game going with our friend Ray soon enough. I can’t kiss you enough or tell you I love you enough. I want to bottle up your smell and hold onto it forever. You told me a while back that when I look up, you’ll be looking down. I will find comfort in that. I know you’ll be cheering for the boys and I forever in anything we do in life. You’ll still be our biggest cheerleader watching down on us. You’ll be our forever angel. I’m still not ready and I don’t know how I’ll get through each day when I can’t share the simplest things with you. But I told you that I’ll be talking to you all the time. The boys and I will take your spirit with us always and forever, wherever we go and whatever adventures we take. You have touched so many lives and we will do our very best to honor you and your beautiful spirit each day. I know many others will too. We will have deep pain and sadness but we will laugh and find joy because you’d want that. I love you like crazy sweetie.