Sixteen Months

It's so hard to believe it has been sixteen months today since we found our son's lifeless body. It still doesn't seem possible he is gone forever. We talk about him every day. We notice things he would enjoy, like a motorcycle race on tv, on the Isle of Man. We wish he was here to give us advice about buying a car. I talk to him every day. Tears still come. We still ask, over and over, why?