tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12843084.post-91207038816053562312007-03-28T21:21:00.000-04:002007-03-28T21:21:00.000-04:00Tonight before I put my two year old to bed I told him the short story of his big brother. I told him about him being in heaven and watching all of us. Most of the time I was talking I was crying.<BR/><BR/>It has been three and a half years since my angel passed away. <BR/><BR/>Every once and a while I burst into tears for no reason. One day in class I started crying because of something my professor said and I had to leave class.<BR/><BR/>Just know that you are not alone.Heddahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10092579992277542694noreply@blogger.com