In trying to make sense of this, a friend said to me that we can't judge the quality of someone's life by longevity. Not everyone's life is a marathon. I don't remember much of the rest of the conversation, but that part stuck with me. For Zane, life wasn't a marathon. But it was an amazing 18+ year sprint. We saw amazing things, went to wonderful places, surrounded by love from friends and family. Life wasn't perfect, but it sure was wonderful. And wonderful to have him there. Today we will take time to cry, to laugh, and to not say goodbye, but rather thanks. Thanks for the love. And that we will miss you every day. And that I always have and always will love you. I'm glad that I had you for as long as I did. Love "Your Mom"