Jacob

Your sweet smile, your laughs and you running away giggling still echo in my mind. You were born in a time when the world was in turmoil, faiths were tested, and the strength of the family meant everything. Your mom and I were so delighted you were born around Christmas it brought a special light to that month. You would always love playing with heavy equipment and your race cars. You were just cracking the code of communication and I never got to see you master it. You weren’t quite old enough to ride a bike but you loved trying and loved scooters. I could tell you loved your older sister so much and couldn’t be separated. I never did get a chance to let you use your fishing rod, I was hoping we could all go when I returned. Your dad tried so hard to keep our family together on this earth, I just need to wait my turn to see your cute face again.