a day we are supposed to remember our lost, loved ones.
but i guess that makes everyday memorial day for me.
your headstone is all done.
i've only seen pictures.
i would be there at the cemetery to see it,
to visit you, if i could.
give grandpa a hug for me.
i'll be thinking of you guys.
i dreamed about you the other day.
you were wearing miles' helmet
and doing his sniffing-face-tantrum.
and i laughed and laughed.
and you kept going to leave
but i begged you to stay just a little longer.
so you did.
please come again soon.
love you.
4 comments:
Dreams of our sweet Porter are so comforting. I'm so glad you got to experience that.
I love it when I dream of my sister and she has been gone 10 years. Crazy how REAL and comforting those dreams can be.
the headstone for Porter looks great. it is so him.
I think it's sweet how he's in each of your dreams. That's perfect! :) Oh, and so is the headstone. So sweet!
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