Sadly, when we lose a loved one, most people wish they had more time to spend with our departed. I only wish that I had spent the time I did have more wisely. She's only been gone for eight hours and I already miss her so much.
I came home today, and was greeted with a warm, sorrowful hug from Kelly. I lost it completely and broke down in her arms. I was, however, able to regain my composure as JJ walked into the room.
I picked him up, and gave him a big hug and a kiss.
I gave him another kiss, and told him that was from "Someone very special." I still don't know how I am going to explain this to him. He gets excited any time we drive near her neighborhood because he thinks we are going to Grandma Ann's house.
I give him another big hug and tell him I love him soooo much.
"I know you do, Daddy."



