Dear Kenneth,

As your 8th birthday approaches I pray with all that I am that you are surrounded in the warmth and endless love of our Lord and that this message may find it’s way to heaven’s door step.

I want you to know that even though our worlds are separated by an impassable barrier that I carry you with me in all I do. Your Mom and I are filled with a deep sorrow that we can not be together; we have unwavering faith that someday we will be reunited.

I want to share with you a poem that your sister wrote and let you know that both Christopher and Alexandra carry you within their hearts.

Love,
Dad

I am Normal
I am normal. I wonder what my brother would look like? I hear strange voices. I see my brother in my dreams. I want him here with me. I am normal.
I pretend he’s here. I feel sad. I touch his hair in dreams. I worry what could happen. I cry in dreams from scary things. I am normal.
I understand why he’s not here. I communicate in many different ways. I dream with him. I try not to think about it. I am normal.
by Alexandra Rose