It is a beautiful night in the small town of crowville, Louisiana.
Levi and I just got back from a 4 mile walk that began at twilight with a purple sky and ended in a fully lit moon and dark blue sky.
We talked about fundraising for Love, Elijah.
We talked about missing Elijah.
We laughed about what our lives might have been if we never met each other.
The wind blew and I held my arms out to embrace it like a hug from the heavens.
I heard sounds I had never heard.
I heard birds sing beautiful songs.
It was not my usual hiking trail.
It was just the side of the road in a small country town where everything is so backwards and so simple.
I miss simple.
In the 6 months or so since Elijah has passed, life has been anything but simple.
In fact it has been a huge ugly complicated nightmare.
But tonight the fresh airs did wonders, and it was nice...and nice moments should be recognized too.
Baby boy.
My sweet Elijah.
I miss you every moment of the day.
Never doubt that one moment.
I love you my boogie.
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