I finally fell asleep about 3 am this morning...my eyes popped back open at 4:30 (a whole 90 minutes of sleep) and Dylan was staring back at me. He smiled...his Daddy's smile and I couldn't help but smile back as I fought back a flood of tears. He put his arm around me like his Daddy would have done and said, "Goodnight." Was it Mike? Was it a message? It was surreal.
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
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