by Gray Maher
What an easy, adorable baby. A sensitive, angelic little boy. We tried so hard to give him siblings but they were not to be. We would do our best for our only child, and I would wait for grandchildren.
Whitten and I were very close when he was little and spent all our time together. He was my buddy.
A smart, witty teenager. A kind and serious young man. An over-thinker. A lonely philosopher. A gay man who came out to us at 21.
It was a nonevent in many ways. I had known since … Read more...