I came across a Timehop post today about you. You were terrified of a common housefly, but were still naming the ants on the sidewalk and trying to bring them inside to live because, "They are my friends mama!"I think of you every time I come home from work, Snowball comes running out to the van and lays down and rolls around trying to get a belly scratch. You would always come running outside to get a hug and ask if I brought you food.
I wonder what you would be like if you were still here. Would you still have your squeaky baby voice? Would you still be tall and scrawny? How would you have done in second and third grade? Would you have made Mr. Mike crazy in Stacking club?
I wonder what life is like in Heaven. Have you talked any angels out of their swords yet? Is there a fishing pond? What are your brothers like? Did they meet you in the water with Jesus or were they waiting in Heaven for you? I can't wait to get there to see you again baby. Will you still be seven years old when I see you again or are you aging in heaven? I want so much to hold you again, to feel you run across the room and jump in my arms again. To wake up and find you snuggled next to me, to kiss the bridge of your nose and play with your hair. I miss you so much Stinky man.
We don't have counselors anymore Lukie, insurance and the Thelma decided we were "cured." I don't think we will ever be cured. We are all still struggling with the daily things....... things sneak up on us and we are blindsided by the emotions. A tech's wife is having baby boy after three or four girls, that left me in a puddle. I keep telling him Luke is a good name, but I think they already have a name picked up. I tried Bubby!!
We haven't gone a day when someone doesn't say, "Luke would have loved that", or "Luke would have said that", or something to that effect. You are still in our hearts and thoughts every day baby boy.
