Dear sweet little man:
Your mom has been so kind and she leaves messages for my Dad, John and beautiful pictures on his page for him, which really help me. I see your sweet face in my heart and feel I have known you because I know much about you from YOUR wonderful page. Waylon, if you get bored, please find my Dad and toss a ball with him for a bit. He would love to play ball with you I am sure. He has his own boy, my brother, who is grown, but would sure love to spend time with you. I just know it. Also my dad loves animals, and so do I, very much so, and I know my Dad is taking care of the ones that had to go above as well, so maybe you can give him a hand with that too, maybe throw a ball or play fetch with one of the doggies that are there? I know you are just so busy flying with your golden wings, and taking care of your family here, and it is ok. Just if you get a chance. I would sure like that.
I come to visit you every day here as I am sure you know. I cannot let a day go by without seeing your little grin, and my dads smile as well. Those are what makes my own heart smile so wide.
Take care my little friend. Sleep well and look at the stars when you go to sleep, because i am looking at those stars too.
Hugs,
Anne
"When it seems that our sorrow is too great
to be borne, let us think of the great family
of the heavy-hearted into which our grief
has given us entrance, and inevitably, we
will feel about us their arms, their
sympathy, their understanding."
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