Based on "Who You'd Be Today" by Kenny Chesney.
Disclaimer: I don't own any CSI NY characters, and my parts about Stella and Flack are strictly fictional, just my perspective I guess.
Don hated this day, and every year it came without his being able to stop it. He was sitting on the edge of bed and staring at the floor. He glanced at the picture on his dresser every once in a while. The picture was of him and his mom. They were at his sister's wedding, about two years before she died.
He had been so close to his mom and would tell her just about everything. He would call her almost every day just to say hi. After she had died three years ago, there were times when he felt like he could talk to her. He would stare up into the bright sunny sky and he would catch himself before he would talk out loud.
Don tried to hold back tears. Even though it had been three years it still got to him. He missed his mom so much, especially on this day.
"I miss you," Don said out loud. A tear fell down his cheek.