August 13, 2019

Today is the sixth anniversary of the day I said goodbye to James Harper. There is still not a day that goes by that I do not think about my Kiddo. At night when I look up at the stars I think of James and the times we would stare skyward and try to understand the size, scope and meaning of it all. I remember James when I hear a song, watch a Movie, work in the garden, walk down by the farm pond, smell a rose, hug the dog or drink a beer on the back porch... I miss the telephone calls and texts during the day and the tender moments when we were together.

I have loving memories of James.

I miss you Kiddo!