Still I am searching. Searching for sense from no sense. I am gathering up photos of Zach perhaps thinking that somehow I will learn something, but more than that, change something. I know it is absurd, yet I do it. This is a photo I took on my phone. I think this was taken on Father's Day, the last day we saw him. He was sitting under his high school portrait. His right arm is in the same position as in the portrait. I thought it was funny so I teased him and took his photo.
Here is another day in which I tortured the children with my phone camera. That is my job isn't it?