Author's Note: Very short epilogue...sorry guys
8 YEARS LATER
TJ grabbed his book bag from off the sofa and looked at me.
"Got your homework?" I asked.
He nodded. "Yeah mom."
"Is it done?" I asked.
"Is it right?"
He hesitated and I gave him a look.
He sighed. "Fine." He opened his book bag and got out his red folder.
He sat down on the floor and opened his folder. He took out his homework and I sat across from him as I watched him.
I looked at his brown tousled hair, his paleness like me. That curve of his lips just like his dad had.
I didn't know that I was going to be pregnant with Tyler's baby and when I found out, I was in complete shock. But another part made me happy.
Apart of Tyler was with me. I was looking at his son right now and I saw so much of Tyler in TJ. So much it scared me.
But I knew that although I didn't get to say those words to Tyler, I can say It to our son and I'd be thinking of him also as I say the words.
The thought suddenly made me want to cry.
"It's all right, mom." He said and closed his folder than he looked up at me. His pale blue eyes narrowing.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
He got up and came to sit on the arm of the chair.next to me.
"I was just thinking about your dad." I admitted. We rarely talk about Tyler because even after all these years it was still a painful subject.
"I don't see how I miss him but didn't know him." He said.
I shrugged. "Maybe some imaginary connection."
"Was he a good guy?"
I nodded. "He was…and he would have loved you so much,TJ."
"I love him too." He said nodding. Then he leaned over and wiped the tear coming out of my eye. I smiled at him and did the same.
"He's with us. Always."
TJ nodded as he hugged me.
I held him tight in my arms never wanting to let go. Death can bring you to an unknown and unwanted state. It can make you look at things differently.
It can make you sad.
It can make you feel things you never thought you'd feel again. Like Love. Or pain. There has to be pain. No one's life is perfect.
Something beautiful came into my life and as fast as he came in, he was ripped away from me.
No matter how much I want him back, I can't get him back, but he'll always….always be apart of me.