Last night I had a dream about my son Peter.  He was sitting at the kitchen table and it was just a normal day I was fixing him lunch.  It was so nice to see him oh that smile…

My son Pete died in a car accident 8 years ago on the 5^th of July.  This time of year when the weather gets hot my thoughts go back to that day 8 years ago.

I know he is in heaven the better place but still I miss him.