The day that I turn 24 is fast approaching.
It's probably one of the most dreaded days for me this year so far.
I will be turning an age that Michael will never be able to experience.
Although I have been older than him for a little while.
He was about 6 months old than I am, but I don't know the exact day it happened where I surpassed his age.
But on Monday, I will officially be a year older than him.
Little ol' naive me used to think that I would never be older than Michael.
It never occurred to me that he would die young and forever be 23.
And I would continue on and age without him by my side.
This all brings me back to the question, "Why us?" "Why him?" "Why not me?".
I feel like if the tables were turned and it was me and not him, he would be much better at this whole life thing.
It's not fair. At all.
It's just another reminder that he isn't here anymore.
And he never will be.