We still miss your devilish smile, your goofy grin, your laugh, the way you and your mom doted on each other. We always will.

Everyone who loved you is thinking about you today, Shane.

Shane, according to your Mom, you would have officially turned "old" today. I tried to disagree with her, but she said, "My son? 27? That's old."

We truly miss you and love you, and wish you could have been here to tell us you're not old. That you're not is proof that this is a broken world.

Three years ago today, the day we found out you were gone, was the worst of our life.

Tonight, though, your Mom said something wonderful. She was talking to Mike & Shannon, the young couple we're trying to help through a very (very very) tough spot in their lives. She said that if anything good came from losing you — and we both want there to have been something good — it's that our hearts were opened to the possibility of helping people like them.

We'll always miss you, Shane, but we're trying our best to balance that loss by doing good for some others.

I think you'd have been proud of your Mom tonight. I know I am.