The other night, little sweetheart, I had the urge to watch the first couple of episodes of "The Newsroom", again. It holds a special place in my heart for a couple of reasons, both to do, of course, with you.
It was you have first lent me your family’s box set DVD’s of "The West Wing". I hadn’t watched it when it was on TV. I’m not sure you had, either. I think you and your mom watched it a lot when you came home to Davis before and after your surgeries, and it was from Davis that you grabbed the set - it was the first four seasons - and gave it to me to watch. You were so proud to have been the one to turn me on to it.
Later, after your tragic passing “The Newsroom” began to air and the night of its premiere, I was a with your mom and dad in Yuba City where we watched it together. We did that many times as the original series aired and many more after when we just felt like seeing it yet again.
There is something about that that is so special because it seemed as if we were actively conjuring you to be at our sides and watch it with us. And I think you were and are, as you help guide us all through these days until we can all be together with you again in the Forever, for ever. I cried and cried tonight, little sweetheart, just thinking of it.
Be close beside me tonight, won’t you, my little sweetheart? And take me to you the moment heaven will allow.
With all my love forever.
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