Jack

I think about Jack pretty much every day. I first met him when he was just a baby, and so often thoughts of him come to mind as I watch my own children. I weep for the emptiness and grief his family is going through... Missing him dearly.

As my boys had pumpkin races, played pumpkin tag, and jumped pumpkins this morning... I thought of Jack. As we pick out Halloween costumes, bake our traditional Thanksgiving apple pie, and eagerly anticipate this winter's first snow... I will think of Jack.

As I am reminded that we are not promised another tomorrow here on earth, I hold my family closer... And pray for Jack's family and hope that as I shed a tear, they shed one less.

Remembering Jack.