I've been thinking about you a lot lately...more so than normal. I'm a tinkerer...one that tinkers. I wonder if you would have been one too. Our garage (aka...man cave) is perfect for tinkering from welding, woodworking, engine rebuilding, to just putting air in a bike tire. If it can be broken or built we can do it in our MAN CAVE.
Son, I think of you and I working on your first bird house up to your first hot rod. So many things I can imagine doing with you. I miss you son...
Yesterday I was looking for your star with my telescope and it was to far for me to see. So I started to think. I might not be able to see you with my eyes open or touch you with my reach, but I can close my eyes and see you in my memories and touch you with my faith, this gives me peace.
Our physical features are not what have made us different, it's the gift that God gave us...the gift of everlasting life and the faith that it will be there when we are ready to join him.
Son, I know we will meet again and in the mean time I will keep you in my thoughts and speak to you with my heart.