Out of the mouth of babes
Yesterday when J was putting on his fleece pullover to leave, he looked at me and said, “Ocho, do you miss me when I’m not here?” And I said, oh boy do I. I said I think about you all the time and can’t wait for the day when it’s time to come get you. He said, “Sometimes I miss you so much I can’t breathe.”
I’ve been told a lot of sweet things in my life, but I must say that one is forever etched on my heart.