Hi Michael,
How do I know you are watching over me/us? Because I feel it. I see it. I know it. You show it. I am seeing white feathers everywhere...in the clouds, on the pavement in front of me, in a chair I am about to sit in, and always so timely, just in time to catch my spirit. Thank you my darling son. Another year has gone by and we are another year closer. Twelve years. I remember when you were 12 years old, just starting into manhood and jealous that Katie was taller than you. And in an instant you passed her.
Katie and Peter are expecting again. A girl. I wish you could hold her...but then we know you already do. And Finley Michael Patrick, yours and Patrick's namesake. And Sophia -- boy would you have fun with them! But then you do have fun with them, don't you? I thought so. Oh wow! I just read a beautiful note from Peter. You have probably already seen it and know that Peter is very special. We love him very much. You would make great brothers. He likes so many of the same things you like and most importantly you both love and adore Katie!
Dad and I are heading to LA tomorrow for a friends birthday celebration. There is an appointment I want to make and you know what it is. Please guide me and let me know you are there.
I love you and I miss you so much,
Mommy