One of the greatest fears among parents who have lost a child is that people will forget about our precious children who left this world so soon. Time moves on and people return to "normal", but we are left to pick up the pieces of this tragic devastation. I have literally been in a store and wanted to scream, " I have a little boy named Evan who died almost three years ago!" For fear of ending up in the local loony bin I usually try and keep my composure! So as you can imagine when someone remembers or thinks of Evan it is deeply touching.
A dear friend of mine brought this back from her recent trip to Disney World. When Evan passed away we were literally packing our bags to leave for Disney. We were suppose to be getting on a plane the day we buried him. Since Evan did not get to go, my friend brought this special souvenir back for him.
Sometimes it's the little things that bring a big smile to my face.! Thank you so much for thinking of my special angel...
Friday Five: Easter Weekend
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