This is what loss looks like

My smiling puppy.

My child amazes me.  At what age do we lose that resiliency that allows them to just go on?  Watching him at football practice tonight it just overwhelmed me to see him excelling.  I think if I were in his position, I'd be in the fetal position in a dark closet.  Yet, there he is, kicking ass and taking names. 
Would his father have been at practice if he were still here?  Nope.  Probably not.  To my boy though, he was there tonight.  I also see him connecting with his coaches and getting that male attention that he so badly needs.  The attention he's ALWAYS needed. 
I just adore him and I hope this makes him a stronger, more focused, more resilient adult.