Every year, I take a moment to think about my boys. Usually in May, because that's when my stepson, Dougie, was taken from Earth. He was a wonderful soul, so caring, so giving. He had a way with nature, and I always imagined he'd be some kind of Forest Ranger.
Here are all three of my boys: Brian, Dougie and Michael. It seems they all got guns for Christmas. There were so many happy memories in our years together. We went many places, discovered many things as a family. Natural History Museum, Mammoth Caves, a long driving trek to Minnesota and back. Many many trips to Houston Woods. Backyard BBQ's and jam sessions. Even the simple task of family together around the table for dinner, sharing our stories, thoughts and feelings each and every day.
So many memories!
And so many more memories that weren't possible,
because Dougie was taken from us too soon.
I know that he's watching over his family.
I just wanted to let him know that I think of him often, and miss him terribly.
I love you, son!
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