I was thinking today of what it will be like when I get married, not having you there to see me walk down the aisle, or meet my kids. And I'm hoping Grandma will let me sew a piece of your jewelry into my dress near my heart so I can have you with me. I may not get to see your beaming, beautiful smile on my wedding day, but I will have a piece of you there with me.

I think of all these things you will miss, not just in my life, but the lives of your boys. And I hope all of us who miss you can feel you with us always. I hope we see your smile during the good and the bad, hear your humor whenever it's needed, smell your perfume in the air. Your memories are bittersweet.