I spent the last week dealing with Papa's final wishes. I needed to talk to you so bad. When you were here it was you and I against the world ;0) I had your input. I also had Papa's and when I lost you I would call him everyday a habit that filled a void. Now I have lost you both and for the first time in my life I am alone. Jess is here and Ken but it's not the same. I picked up a journal yesterday and just started writing. Something I have not done since you were born. I never thought I'd lose the 2 most important men in my life. My heart is breaking. I wanted to see him one more time so I did I told him to hug you and look after you. I know you were standing there with that thousand watt smile just waiting to hold him. I miss you both so very much. I can still hear his voice. His wisdom and advice heard each day has left me a richer person. You would have been proud of me and your Uncle Tom. We flew to Toronto the next day and we handled the settling of the home and funeral home. We cleaned everything up and brought home his belongings. He is where he wanted to be ... with Grandma. He now lays beside her. They are probably hugging as we speak. I love you my Beautiful Boy.