A few weeks before Chris died, dad and him went fishing at the rock quarry.  Chris was so happy that he was bouncing around the house like a little boy.  He always loved his fishing and camping trips with dad.  He hadn't been for quite awhile.  I stayed home and let them have some private time together.  When they got back I went to the back door and Chris got out of the truck and said.."Hi, Momma!" in a very loud and deep voice.  Then he asked.."Did you miss me?"  Without giving me time to answer...he said, "I bet ya did!"  I know he was an adult, but in my heart and in my mind I seen him once again as I did so many years ago when he was just a child so excited about what another day was going to bring.  Him and dad came in and he couldn't wait to sit me down and start telling me all about their fishing trip.  Chris would never greet me without putting his arms around me and kissing me on the cheek and telling me how much he loved me.  I know that his fishing trips are over in this life, but hope that wherever he is now that he is fishing with his g-pa Bud,(my daddy) talking about everything that made them happy in life.  Maybe they will bring up my name every now and again and remember me as I remember them.  I love you my son and Happy Birthday today.  Love your momma