What happened today

Today I found a newspaper article about my stepson being found dead in Oslo in February 2008. After all these years, I still feel so sad whenever I think about it. With him died his dreams of becoming a professional football player. He was a very fun young man to have around; he was playful, and he treated everyone equally. He was born of Filipino parents in 1986 and was adopted when he was six months old by my ex-husband and his first wife. I guess having been raised in Norway made him really see people as people, and not in terms of their social standing. Here's to you, Jon. Hope you're having the grandest time there in heaven!