Levi is four years old now. I feel his Mamma's presence this weekend. I had to tell him again where his Mamma was. I guess he forgot. It goes like this. "Did my Mamma get sick and die?" "No, she died in a car accident". We showed him the blue van and his pictures from a little boy. I guess it's good for him. It's bitter sweet, but what a blessing to have his spirit in our family. What a cute little age of life, what a joy to have around. Ben and Sam start school tomorrow. Cameron is doing better being a Dad. Thanks to all the women in his life, Kami for helping him through the first year, for loving the boys and helping them through. Tiffany for giving them a family again and for holding Cameron together in spite of his pain. We've all been through a lot. We miss you Aaron. Levi we loves you. Please help his family move on. I hope he can have a wonderful life. He certainly deserves it.
