Hey little buddy. Momma called today your Heaven birthday. I know I say it every year, but I can’t believe it’s been nine years. We miss you and love you. Not a day goes by that we don’t think of you.
Although it is hard for me to imagine you any older that five, I sometimes wonder what it would be like to talk to you as a fourteen year old. I know that you would be bugging me to take you driving. In just a few months you would be old enough to get your permit and start driving. You are so loved. You are so missed. Thank you for being part of my life. Daddy.