Your story is painfully beautiful. You’ve described grief in losing a child exactly as I know it. My broken heart still looks for the signs that my son is with me, but like you, I don’t need to look for the birds or the butterflies as much as I used to because I feel him. He’s in my heart forever. Isn’t it remarkable how that love only grows stronger with each passing year? You write so beautifully and this piece will stay with me today as I navigate another of his September birthdays without him on this planet. Thank you.