i spent some time surfing tonight while john was playing poker with the guys. somehow found this and it got me thinking. maybe i was supposed to read this, like a gentle nudge from God up above. funny too, ironic even, because i spent a lot of time today thinking about aunt bon and how much i miss her. it breaks my heart over and over again. but sometimes, i feel her around me and i know she's helping me take care of my little baby boy. she is the only one who cried with me and told me that i would do my best. she helped me believe i could. but, like the author of this story, i have so much more to learn.
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