My Dear Son,

Happy Birthday Sal.  Today you would have turned 26.

My Heart cries for you to be here with Us today and every day. 

You are So Loved and Missed❤️

Friday evening marks Eight Years that you Sal left this earth.  I wish I would have been there that evening to hold your hand, give you a kiss on your cheek to let you know I was with you and you weren’t alone.  Maybe God didn’t want me to see you the way you were.  Only God knows

I am standing upon the seashore.
A ship at my side spreads his white sails to the morning breeze
and starts for the blue ocean.
He is an object of beauty and strength,
and I stand and watch until at last he hangs
like a speck of white cloud
just where the sea and sky come down to mingle with each other.
Then someone at my side says,
" There he goes! "
Gone where?
Gone from my sight . . . that is all.
He is just as large in mast and hull and spar
as he was when he left my side
and just as able to bear his load of living freight
to the place of destination.
His diminished size is in me, not in him.
And just at the moment
when someone at my side says,
" There he goes! "
there are other eyes watching him coming . . .
and other voices ready to take up the glad shout . . .
" Here he comes! "
 

~Henry Van Dyke 

I will miss you everyday until we see one another again.....  

Love, Uncle Ray