Randy has been singing this song to me lately.
I can't begin to explain how thankful I am for him.
These past 6 years we've been through the unthinkable.
He was the best possible Poppa for Miles.
Oh, how he loved Miles.
He took such great care of him.
He sat with Miles in the crook of his arm on the couch.
He supported me and encouraged me when it was tough with Miles.
Since Miles has died I've been a mess.
Randy has been so patient with me.
He's allowing me the precious gift of time to heal.
He doesn't get a pat on the back.
He doesn't have shoulders to cry on like I do.
Randy lost his son too.
Still, he has a business to run and a family to support.
There seems to be no rest for the weary.
Randy is trying to juggle work, money, his own grief and a crying wife.
It's a lot to juggle.
I just wanted you to know how amazing he is...even though he doesn't
really think he is. (That's part of his charm.)
I'm so proud of you. I'm so thankful for you! Thank you for keeping on even though it's hard. Thank you for trying to "Fix Me." You're such a treasure to me.
(One of Randy's favorite pictures of him and Miles.)