Friday, December 9, 2016

Kindred Spirit

The older Henry gets the more and more he has so many similarities to my brother. It evokes a complex set of emotions in me. One one hand I experience sadness that my brother has and will never meet Henry as they would have LOVED each other. On the other hand, I feel so grateful and thankful that I get pieces of one of my favorite people in the whole word in my son. Almost like this special gift from my brother.

We were at my parents house recently and my mom pulled out a picture of when Andrew was the same age my Henry. The physical similarities are remarkable.

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