The Longest Two Months...

Today marked the two-month anniversary of Granty's death; not a day (or even an hour) has gone by that I don't miss my little boy.  As silly as it sounds, I still hope that I'm going to wake up and find out that this has been just a horrible dream...  Without a doubt, this has been the most challenging period of our lives; there's a feeling of emptiness and a sense of incompleteness that does not dissipate.  Despite these feelings of sadness, I truly feel that Granty's amazing spirit is more evident than ever and motivates each of us in our daily activities.

Granty's life became a turning point in my own life - aside from the philanthropic activities, I consciously make decisions with the intent of making sure Grant would be proud of me.  There is no doubt that I'm a better person because of Grant.  I truly hope I'm providing Alexa with a life and example that she will someday want to emulate, carrying on the powerful lessons of her beloved baby brother for generations to come.

I don't think life post-Granty will ever be easy, but I do know that it will be a life filled with powerful memories and meaningful remembrances of a boy who meant so much to so many people.  I'm excited about the events planned for the months ahead (the 10k in March and half-marathon in April, a black-tie fundraiser for Phoenix Children's Hospital, a virtual birthday party for Grant) and the wonderful causes that will benefit from them.  Quite the legacy for a five-month-old boy....

My Granty...one of the loves of my life.