Sometime the morning of December 9, 2017, my nephew, Arthur James Wade, Jr., died in his sleep.
We don’t know the cause of his death yet, we just know he’s gone.
He was in great physical shape so to say we’re devastated is the understatement of the millennium. I talked to him Friday evening as he as on his way in to work.
I am numb. I am broken. I am in a fog and I see no indication of light.
There has never been a time when I didn’t know where he was. I am so lost.