Hello my dear Shawn....It's been a little while since I last wrote to you, so many things keep happening. I have discovered that I don't own this house, it owns me! I was thinking of the time when Robert was building a deck on the back and didn't know what the heck he was doing. I called you and ask you to come and 'bail' me out - over the hill you came and built it from scratch and it is beautiful still! You knew how to do so many things (except for the curtain rod in my bedroom...lol) Carolyn and Carmen laughed when they saw it.
I received an e-mail from your cousin, Kas, a first - but he had written to Aunt Mary and sent his condolences, after all, you two had known one another since you were babies. He called you Shawn Gottardi and that took me back a bit. It seemed so right.
Ruth is having a very difficult time...maybe you could intervene and help her situation. Her health (just as you always predicted) is not good and I worry about her.
With all that is going on in the mideast, I wish you were here to explain it clearly, you knew the whole story and always said, for years, that would be where the next war would happen. As usual, you were on target. I imagine you are watching it all and just 'shaking your head' in wonderment about why this is happening. You were so wise in your knowledge of God and man. I guess that's why he took you home because you had seen enough of this world and needed to go home for more lessons to be able to come back and help mankind.
I still listen to "He ain't Heavy, He's My Brother" and cry. No, you weren't heavy, Shawn...with one exception...to yourself!
It's time to bake another batch of my cookies but with this heat I don't know if it's a wise thing to do.
I pray for you so often and just enjoy the memory of you, that's about all that I can do with the exception of writing to you which in some small way helps me to understand why you are gone.
Until next time,
I love you,
Your Mama