December 1

I found some new Cars with faces this morning, which is always rather exciting for me. I can so clearly remember how Logan would grin whenever I'd pull out a new one during a hospital visit, and finding them hanging on the pegs these days gives me a similar brand of glee.

Anyway, when I got back home, I took some time to re-organize part of our --his and my-- collection. As I looked at those faces one by one, I smiled to myself and remembered his chirpy voice and the way he'd always 'uh' when the Elvis car appeared on-screen during Cars.

I miss that boy of mine every single day. But I'm so blessed that he was here, and that something as simple as a little diecast car can elicit such sweet memories.