I like to think...

Since you left us I like to think. 

I like to think that butterflies are your messengers sent to take notes and report back.  Or maybe they are just to remind us that you are watching.

I like to think that the soft breeze is a whisper from you telling us not to fear.

I like to think the shooting star I saw Saturday night was you reminding me that our God has it all under control.

I like to think that a perfectly timed song on the radio or Pandora was sent by you.

I like to think that when I am blessed by someone whom I would have never known had it not been for you or your story...it's a little treat from Heaven.

Today that treat came in the form of a delicious pan of cinnamon rolls brought to me by someone who has kept up with our story.  Someone I only know by way of social media.  I was touched and overwhelmed by her thoughtfulness. 

I like to think that you have something to do with all of these things.  It may sound crazy to some...desperate to others...but for us it's just a way of life.  It's how we cope with a piece of our world that is missing. 

I like to think about all of us someday...living together for eternity. 

I also like to think that Heaven has a Target.

I miss you Stephanie.  I really do.