Dylan Shaw
Dylan. My son. You were just 22 and coming into your own. Your own home, your own job, your own lawn to mow. You were so young with so much hope and so many dreams. We were so proud of you. For the man you became and the love, compassion, joy and hard work that you showed in everything you did. A big part of me died the day you died and there is a big hole in my heart. I miss you and talk to you every day.
"He has achieved success who has lived well,
laughed often and loved much"
You succeeded.
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