He's there, and I'm here.
And I miss him, I'm always thinking about him.
Some days are hard, and while these pictures make me sort of sad, they also remind me to be happy.
Happy because even though he's not here now, he was.
And he'll be here again.
(I also have to say that Kayla was eerily prescient with these photographs... I feel like they know how I feel. They're talking to me.)