To most people on Earth, today is just another Sunday. For my husband, it was one of his favorite times of year. Today is the day he was supposed to head off to an annual work conference and would come back energized and ready to tackle his incredibly difficult job. He was scheduled to speak just as he had the past couple years. Instead, the program has a piece written about him and his commitment to his job as a memorial. It just isn’t fair.
He was committed to making the internet a safe place for children and heavily focused on preventing commercial child pornography. It should be of more solace to me that his work will continue, but in reality I just want him to come back. I think some day it will make me feel better, but today is not that day.
Finding the pieces 