It's been a great weekend, but I sure wish you were here to have enjoyed it with us. I stopped by your grave after church. It's pretty, with many people thinking of you as lots of goodies have been left. All have been put down neatly, and fresh grass is growing. I don't know who put the cross there, I think Crystal, and I would like it to stay there even after your grave'cover is finished.
I sure miss you, son. I would have never in my wildest imagination thought that I would have to live life without you, altho I had repeatedly warned you about that motorcycle. But I can't turn back time, forever for me, tomorrow for you.
I love you. I miss the fact that you would have had two plates loaded and sitting side by side yesterday...and you would have eaten every bit, because I would always say>>>You had better eat all of that, boy, because we're not wastin'! I would say it every time, and you would always eat ALL of it. Then back later to eat again.
You would have been out in the yard playing with the kids, and as pretty as it was yesterday, I imagine that you would be out there with Wee having a water balloon battle.
You would have helped set up at the church this morning, then back today for the nachos that I made with leftover chilli and salsa. You would have evaded Christy and me and Robin and our woman talk. You would be sitting here now watching cops with me and wishing to beat my computer up....you just hated computers, and got so frustrated with them>>but I do see that you have tattoo sites that you put in my favorites, which, speaking of, was the church theme today. You would leave here tonight saying>>I'm gone, mama. Be back later...which always meant tomorrow.
Tomorrow for you. Forever for me.
I love you, always and forever.