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In case you were wondering...

He is still in my thoughts every day.

Will he always be?

Will there ever be a morning when I forget to smile as I remember his daily greeting, "Auntie Cathy, good morning?"

His laughter echos in the hall.

There are still so many signs of him here...

The blanket from Shriners that wouldn't fit in his suitcase.
His stuffed animals that he left behind.
A drawing he made for me found under a stack of papers.

I miss him.

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  1. Anonymous11:28 AM

    this part of your heart is beautiful...broken, yet so beautiful.
    Thinking of you today.

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  2. Anonymous4:38 PM

    Will you ever forget these precious memories. I certainly hope not. They are God's gift to us. I hope they are less painful as time goes on but forget -no way.
    Remember all the fun and the joy you had and that you brought him...
    Love you

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