I still remember when we were little and making mud pies... you actually took a bite and I freaked out thinking something bad would happen because you bit into it. 
Little did we know what was to come many years later. And as when we were young.. I still can't comprehend what has happened.  
I've been thinking of you very strongly this last week,  but You are thought of lots all year round.  I wish you a Happy Birthday every year and pray for your return. You are loved. You are missed.  I wish you could be brought home.