I always put a flower in the old tree down in the woods, for you Mommy, for Mother’s Day.
I said to Grandma today riding home from church, “When I die, I want to take a flower to heaven for Jesus and a flower for Mommy to make them happy.”
Kellyn understands remarkably well and much, for 4 years old. She says she wants Mommy Keri to come back, so she can play with her. She does not however, understand what ALS is.
And neither do we.