I find myself asking so many questions that start with "why?"
You were but 29, Eric, and life had never been better and your future never looked brighter. You were so happy in life, and so happy in love with your sweet Tracy.

We're all struggling for answers. Your sister Holly and I have had lots of long telephone calls.
She said she has never looked forward more to coming down here for Thanksgiving and Christmas.
In between serving as chief entertainment and program director for "the spud", your beloved nephew Jordan, Holly and I will, I'm sure talk at length.

As I've told you so many times, forgive my tears. I don't mean to bum you out and ruin the fun and peace you must be enjoying.
It's just that this is the worst pain I've ever known in my life. But know it's only because I loved you so very, very much.

I told you once that you validated my existence with the beautiful words you'd write on greeting cards you sent to me and mom.
Because we were separated when you were so very young by the divorce, I was really looking forward to sharing in your happiness as life brought you all the good things you so richly deserved.

What you DID NOT deserve was to be taken so süddenly, so tragically, so needlessly. It is now up to us to validate YOUR existence by living lives of love, compassion and kindness. Rest in peace, my son. Next time you see him, please encourage God to give us the strength to be brave and stay focused on the beauty, joy and love with which you decorated the lives of everyone you met. 'Bye baby. Rest easy and know that my love for you is eternal. Hey! You'd better be the first face I see when I cross over. See you then, bug. I love you.

Dad

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