In dreams I find him

As today passes into tomorrow, I will whisper his name. Riley James. d. October 6, 2009

I wonder what he did today. Do little boys get dirty in Heaven? Will I ever stop wondering why it happened?

One day, I know I will finally ruffle his hair; like I’ve done to his little brother a thousand times. Until then…sleep tight, little one. Momma loves you.

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