I have read many articles, research papers, and blogs relating to grief, especially after the death of a child. Many of these information sources state that we must find a way to go on to honor our dead children. I used to believe this as well, but as the two-year anniversary of Colin’s death quickly approaches, my views are starting to shift on this particular subject. What exactly would I do to ‘honor’ my dead son? To me, just the fact that I am still here and still doing the best I can (my best is not always all that great) should be enough ‘honor’ after having him die. If not, then do my bad days dishonor him? Does the fact that I am still a flawed human being struggling to get through most of my days dishonor him? Do I have to live up to a higher standard now than someone who has never been down this road? What exactly does living to honor Colin mean? Maybe at the end of my life I will look back and think differently. Maybe Ava and Audrey will be amazing women who show me that I did honor Colin and them by trying to do what is right and helping them grow into the best people they can be. Right now, however, I am no longer going to try to live to honor my dead son. I am focusing on making myself a stronger person, better husband, better father to Ava and Audrey, and hopefully each day will show improvement in one or all of those things, but trying to live to honor Colin is just too much pressure to keep up on a daily basis. In 30, 40, 50? Years, I will let you all know if I feel that my daily works and deeds allow me to say that I honored my son.