Last night Cason woke up screaming every 45 minutes for his Daddy. He doesn't usually do that. All I could think of is a friend who lost her husband yesterday... and a precious little first grader who's daddy will never come home. I don't know why heaven needs Daddys. I still can't believe he's gone. I keep waiting for someone to call and say there was a mistake, this is just a big joke.
Maybe Cason sensed mommy and daddy were sad and that made him sad too. I don't know. I went and snuggled him as long as he needed. I didn't care. Life is so short and we can't miss these moments.