I am so sorry for your loss...
You know me Ghostman, I looked at the picture before I read the story, I cannot look at it. I have chill bumps still. I would more than anything love to give a reading on this, however, I'm not sure I can look at the photo again. I feel like he is reaching out to me already. I was unable to look at the photo for more than 3 seconds. I could not tell you any details from the picture, except he was wearing jeans. Every single feeling, emotion, and energy a person can have, comes through in this photo. It scrambles my senses so much that I couldn't even continue to look. I am rambling and just realized it, truly, I don't feel like it was his time. This doesn't happen often. It frightens me. Please, be careful in THAT house. It is the same house we talked about before, right? Again, I'm so sorry for your loss...