Chad lived with Dean and I for pretty much the last 6 years until we moved permanently to Arizona. It was a bonding time that was so much needed by both of us. During that time, he opened his heart to Dean and I. I loved having him with us, and he loved it too. As time goes on, I’ll share some of his boyhood and adult stories, but for now, I just want to say how grateful I am that God let him be with me those last few days of his life. He became a believer and God took him home to be with his dad, grandparents, friends and so many others that were waiting there for him with open arms. I was the first and the last face that Chad ever saw. I was the first one to love him, and I did so throughout his entire life, unconditionally. I was the first and the last one to hold his hand and speak love to him. I write this through tears because I miss him so much. I didn’t want him to go but he had to. He was loved by so many others…..many I never met. I’m grateful that he lived his life the way he wanted to. I’m thankful for his friends that watched over him when I couldn’t. He was searching for true happiness. I don’t think he ever really found quite what he was searching for, but he has it now. Love. Joy. A new body in Christ. Eternal life. Thank you Chad for loving me and being such a good son. I love you and I will see you again.