The Leftovers on HBO ended up being one of my all-time favorite shows and the best meditation on grief I’ve seen in TV or movies.
The third and final season of it concentrated on the upcoming seven year anniversary of “The Sudden Departure”. The seven year anniversary has particular importance to various communities in the show, with a great importance put on that number. What will happen on the seventh year? Will everyone come back? Will another rapture happen?
Now it’s seven years for Max, too.
Does it get easier? Well, does what get easier? Life? No, no it doesn’t.
Things change. You change. The world changes. You make decisions. You move further down the path. New things, both sad and wonderful rise to the surface. But no matter the forks in the road, trace it back and it comes back to that fork. That change. That thing. No matter what happens ahead of that, it’s there and it will always be there.
Seven years later.
After five years I thought I’d know everything there was to know about the gifts Max brought into my life, yet each year I’ve continued to grow in new ways that tie back to those beautiful 16 days we had together.
2012 was all about resilience, 2013 about empathy. 2014 came and went and with it, the return of peace. In 2015, I got incredibly honest about what I wanted from life.
And yet, since Max’s last birthday I’ve realized yet another and it’s my favorite one of all…love. A capacity to love that I thought was reserved only for Max. A boldness to love completely: in spite of impermanence, in the face of uncertainty, and perhaps most importantly, without fear. If there were just one gift I could keep with me forever, this depth of love for my family and friends, old and new, would be enough.
Thank you, Maxy. I love you.
Maxie baby could have been five today.
In some timelines, I’m sure he’s still around. I like that thought.
Let’s not forget the time that some guy stole a pic of Max and put it up asking for prayers!
It got over 50,000 likes, 15,000 comments, and 800 shares, meaning that Max has surpassed the reach of my years of social media effort in one fell swoop.
That was a weird time.
Some strange coincidences with Mad Max Fury Road.
A. It comes out right at Max’s 3 year Bday.
B. It’s awesome like Max.
C. When Max wore his mask in NICU, I compared him to Bain, played by Tom Hardy, who ended up playing Max.
And yes, watching Road Warrior on repeat in college is one reason I loved the name Max. The warrior Max.
Helicopter keeping watch over Max’s grave.
We made a team for Max for the March of Dimes walk in Houston!
Go to my page and donate all the money!
Maxy would like it!
Why not give Max a cool, scary costume?
It was Max’s birthday!
I made him a nice sign.
It has all the best stuff. Monkeys, stars, giraffes, big letters. And my own unique style.
Also, Maxy’s Mommy and Daddy took off of work and jumped from a plane!
Then, Max’s Polish grandparents drove down to visit him.
Max’s birthday is a family holiday for everyone every year.
I brought this cool toy for Max.
It’s called Max Steel.
We put it together, and it has the power to shoot out a cool projectile.
He entertains and stands guard for Max.