'My stars' shine brightly in the sky on those crisp, clear nights when sitting outside involves gazing silently...and longingly...upward.
After Toby and Nick died, we designated the two pointers (the two stars which point to the Southern Cross) as "our boys".
Then, two years ago, we lost our third son Jake, and needed a star to 'be his'. We gave a star on the Southern Cross (the one that is closest to the pointers) his name so that we can always see the three of them together.
However, I secretly look for that first, bright star of the night and am reminded of him.
He was always bright and shining. His smile could light up the room and he was the 'life of the party' to us and all his mates.
He is my 'evening star'!
Tomorrow will mark two years since his death and two years since stars and photos and rainbows and memories have been all we will ever have! Two years that can feel like eternity and yesterday at the very same time!
We have spent a lot of years gazing upward and remembering. I wish it could have been different!
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