Today we put in the final piece. It feels good to have your headstone now, but at the same time it feels sad to know that we have to have one at all.
I think it turned out perfectly. The handprint and footprint are your actual prints from the day that you grew your wings. Can you believe that they can engrave those like that?! The lady from the monument place called to be sure that they were the right size because she thought that the foot looked a little long. I laughed, thought of your monkey toes, and assured her that they were indeed the right size.
We got the saying on the base from a necklace that my friend, Becky, sent to me after you passed. I am confident that this is the way you were taken to Heaven, so it seemed very fitting.
I finally had that dream I've been waiting for. The other morning I was dreaming that I picked you up, kissed your cheek, and just as I was about to inhale your sweet smell..... I woke up. I tried hard to fall back to sleep, but of course the sleep would not come. It still gave me comfort to know that I may dream of you. The rest of the day was long and hard since I missed that feeling so much. I just miss you.
Thank you for sending us so many butterflies lately. It helps me so much on those days when I wonder if you are OK. We even saw a balloon heading to Heaven the other day. Mikey and Jovie thought for sure that you would have fun playing with it.
I love you. My sweet boy.