Tuesday, February 19, 2013
I remember when Dayon was around the ages of 2 & 4, I would be at his grandmothers home getting my hair done, and here comes this cute lil boy with long hair and bowlegged, running through the house, until he got to the part of the house where his grandmother was working and he would come in with a smile on his face, and she would talk to him, and say okay now go play, and he opened up the door to his room and I literally saw jungle jim in his room (lol) he had everything a child could want at that age, and he was so happy, smart and very much loved.
I love you all be encouraged and know that God is a keeper in your time of bereavement.
