It's August 19, 2012, 27 years later, and I dreamed of him yet once more, night before last.
Go play "Toy Story 3", weep a little, but rejoice for your blessedness in getting to hear your child's voice whenever. Thank God for lending her to you for a while.
Feel for someone else whose son or daughter is coming home from Afghanistan under our Flag.
"Come unto me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest" (Mt. 11:28)
Everything is relative. THANK YOU for pointing that out!!!
And you have my sincerest condolences my FRiend.