And there has always been laughing, crying, birth, and dying
Boys and girls with hearts that take and give and break
And heal and grow and recreate and raise and nurture
But then hurt from time to times like these
And times like those
And what will be will be
And so it goes

And so it goes. . . life. No matter how heartwrenching it can be, life goes on. You grow out of pain and strive to be your best. I wish I could tell him stories from my life-- he'd laugh hysterically if he knew I changed oil. Though, I guess he does know. A few months after he died, I was listening to a song, and I had this. . . vision? image in my head?. . . of Him in Heaven.

"At least your not 300 lbs and redheaded." -Uncle Bobby, to me; Thanksgiving 2003