I was playing with Will's brother, Edward, tonight, and couldn't help but think about what was missing. Two years ago today Mary and I said goodbye to our little guy after three months of always believing that he would rebound, get well and come home with us. As I play with Ed, I always think of Will, wishing that he was here with us, roughhousing, reading books and playing hide and seek. Of course, he is here with us; just in a different way than we imagined. He is in our hearts and in our thoughts, never more so than on anniversaries like this one. We still miss him terribly; not a day goes by that we don't think of Will and our short time with him. As Edward gets older I can't wait to tell him about his strong big brother, to continue spreading the impact that Will made on the world, his spirit kept alive through those he touched.