My son. How can you just be gone? My tears have never stopped, so you must be with me somehow. This life prevents me from truly imagining what being in heaven with you will be like. Come to my dreams please. I’ve only dreamt about you once in 18 years. I’m due for another. I had a dream about Ani last night. It was from before the tornado, and I was picking her up from somewhere and I told her I was so glad to see her. She said she was glad to see me too. Just the “sound” of her voice in a dream was so awesome. Please visit me.
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