to brady

tomorrow is the 4th of july. for my family, it's the day to remember my nephew passing from this life to the next.

brady shawn harman lived three months.

sometimes short snippets of time with people change us in the most profound ways. they move us, shape us, help us reach beyond the moment and our own narrow view.

my son and my sister's brady were born two weeks apart. we were excited about having babies so close together, wondered what they'd be, anticipated them starting kindergarten together in mrs. kostelec's class. oh, the plans we make. the days we believe to be ours.

brady was older and smaller and didn't have the health to live upon this earth. and yet, he was loved so richly and he gave back so deeply with his smile and little grip around our fingers and a depth in his eyes that seemed beyond this place.

how can seven years have passed now? it seems impossible. born on easter sunday and died on independence day.

we miss you, brady. we will see you soon.