52 Photos Week 13: Happiness
No single person has given me more happiness than my son, Michael. He was born on November 27, 1968 and died May 17, 2015. He had a very outgoing personality, and everyone that knew him loved him. He was quick witted, and made me laugh all of the time.
As a mother and son, I don't think you will find a couple that was any closer. We spent 15 years together - just Michael and me, before I met the love of my life.
He had such a loving heart, that when my niece and nephew needed a father, Michael stepped up to the plate and took that on position without thinking twice about it. They moved into his house and he became their dad.
He was their happiness as well. My mom misses him everyday. Of all of her grandchildren, Michael was the only one that called her all of the time, and never missed her birthday, mother's day, or any of the other holidays.
This son, who became a man - was the epitome of happiness to so many people.