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At this time, five years ago, I was sitting in a movie theater with my son, Caleb, watching Avengers: Infinity War. We laughed and joked together, especially through the previews, and thoroughly enjoyed the movie.

He came to spend time with me because the day after was my birthday. It was the last time I saw him alive.

I tried to have a ‘normal’ day, but how can I? Work distracted me enough to not go crazy. That helped me to push through the day, sort of.

I hate this part of the year. Thirty-five days until his death day feels like an infinity war in my head.

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