We were blessed to have Luke, one of Mitchell's best friends, stay at our home last night and hang out with our family. Luke is very much like family to us. This morning the boys wanted to visit Mitchell. So we drove them to the cemetery to visit our little boy. At one point Luke walked up to the headstone and placed his hand over the image of a wheelchair as if to rub it away and said "I wish this never happened" --- referring to muscular dystrophy and how it took his life. The lump in my throat was so big I could hardly breathe. With all that I am, I wish it never happened, either. Somewhere on the other side of this hell is heaven - and I seek after that.